Guys, my name is Nino Abravanel
I am 17 years old and this is my latest achievement
Editor, play Nino Abravanel's set, damn it

We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
(It's Kotim, so pay attention)

I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked
We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche

I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared
(And we don't get shocked) it's because the girls got interested, got complicated, then left
Only the crazy ones stayed
Because the party continued
The D's in passing, we're in the mecca
Barroleta in the favela, but when it was little money, in the bicycle days, she didn't look
No sympathy and romance in the deal
We're not friends because life has changed
Disposition, activity, we don't lack here
We take, we mix, we eat, we withdraw
I don't know if you saw, the F12 on one wheel at the window
Looking like a serenade, club in the hand of the piece
The rest is strong, strong, 011 JPelas
Playing Tubarão, and the summary is awesome in it
So come home with the classy girls
You want pix, then take it, naughty
She wants Bubu and a Prada treat
Then I give her turkey and she comes back here
But it's absurd
This kid is in control of the Urus
In the only mansion in the world
244 on the chest, the kid is from the ghetto
Play it and he handles everything

We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche
I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked
We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche
I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked

Got lost with silver and gold (with silver and gold)
Point to the sea where the treasure is (where the treasure is)
Even I'm in my moment
Most expensive player on the team
Piranha wants media (piranha wants media)
To become a topic on gossip sites
Accept that no one gave us anything
We were crying and no one heard
Shame on the media
Arrogant little kid, Nino Abravanel (Nino Abravanel)
Making a getaway from the police, I want to see these cops catch
I'm lost with the kids on Neymar's cruise
Love, I'll send a helicopter to pick you up

I know she likes pleasure and adventure
On the track, we passed by thousands, I want to see them catch
We made a getaway from the boots, oh oh oh
Me in a new Porsche, oh oh
Since I was little, I was ready to win
Envious people are failing, watching us pass
That we're in the best, oh oh oh
The struggle is gone, oh oh oh
In the lineage of troublemakers
I keep smiling, I can't stop
We continue with the ghetto in our hearts
Where I come from, it's hard to get, oh oh oh
So speed up
Let the kids drive, it's good to see
Blink, release, turn on the light
So don't catch
You can say we're bad, save the favela
If you calm down, I'll turbo

It's terror and it's no joke
And whoever doesn't get out of the way will become a treadmill
We make it melt, make them eat dust
With the spaceships that stop everything from another planet
Like Toreto in the favela
Fast and Furious, only from the favela
Four wheels, four doors, four blondes
Get on all fours, go
And the fool who dissed us in the past
Now cries because we're in a tractor
So cry for real, and if you want, I'll give you a tissue
I learned this from the chubby guy from Bololô
And the Nino's fairings, already sent to fetch
And the ones that are goats, I already hid in the woods
And hey manager, I don't want to know the price
Sell me this shit now, I'll buy the dealership
Even the deaf heard about this kid
Even the blind saw that he beat the game
Nino Abravanel is in an Urus
Even changed, said he's the zero-zero of the bonfires
Even the deaf heard about this kid
Even the blind saw that he beat the game
Nino Abravanel is in an Urus
Even changed, said he's the zero-zero of the bonfires

Like a shadow at 1200, the cops can't handle the escape
We attack heavily, and make a mess
In the style of Nino Abravanel, put it to accelerate
Five hundred grams on the chain worth 100k
On the street, we stop everything, there's Porsche, LB, Urus
Twenty cars stored in Ryan's mansion
Let them know we're on the tracks until morning
I step on it, escape and shout, the girls get wet, wet
It's already become a vicious cycle, making getaways and having money
Being the dream of the whores, the respect of the troublemakers
244 on the chest, 24k on the face
It's the terror of the rich kids in black, doing wheelies in front of the base (go)

We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche
I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked
We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche
I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked

So everything goes in secret, so it doesn't get stuck
Rich very young, wants a little gift
You want to go on a ride, spend like a bandit
If the job is without a destination, you can send it over

We go with a heavy pulse
Five million in cash
From the mansion, the so-called Urus
You think I'm broke?
Send a hundred whores of a baron to start the party
Send to assemble the selection, send the pix to her
You want dick in your mouth, you want dick in your pussy
Suck more than candy, perverse bitch
So come into my house, we are the White House
There's a golf course, we arrive by boat
We are new rich, it's not just me who bankrolls
We throw it in their face, only the leaders

They wonder what our secret is
They banged their heads to come to a conclusion
Envy is ugly, common folk troublemakers
They get attacked with the torpedo that roars like thunder
Things change and we impress the world
Nino Abravanel is a big kid and he's in an Urus
Through the South Zone getting random attention
Rocking in a Porsche and leaving others deaf
We had nothing, you remember the struggle?
The kid on the road who left the hard life
Far from the ambush and the police cars
Smoking only top quality, throwing it in the openings

In the early morning, we haunt, change the talk, only in a Lambo
We dock, living life at a thousand degrees
Since I was little, I learned that success
Only depends on my mind always being original
Dressed in LV, Africa Twin
Bring her on the chest and send a photo to the net
That the bandits want to live, today it's not for me
Family Mola Z, Strong Strong 77
Fact that we have the money
Driving some spaceships, doing wheelies on the Marginal
Putting the rockets on the plate
The black guy complicates, with a thousand and one hundred cylinders
Marching in the face of the guys, it's no use even trying
Fact that we have the money
Driving some spaceships, doing wheelies on the Marginal
Putting the rockets on the plate
The black guy complicates, with a thousand and one hundred cylinders
Escape in the face of the guys, it's no use even trying

We make a getaway, but it's just for sport
We don't owe anything, we're in a Porsche
I won't get caught because we are the kings of escape
We don't get scared or shocked
(It's Kotim, so pay attention)

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