Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is
I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is

Yeah
I swerve between bitches like in PES
Yeah, you either leave them alone or you go around them
I was enchanted by the purple streaks
Yeah, until I was staying under them as if I was drunk
I am with the opposite side against, I dream about us
Flying towards a nicer world
But they don't want men that are worth a lot, but that are worth not much
Bro, what they are going to think later and it's not good

What's going around (it's not good), sì
Yeah, what if it doesn't come back (it's not good)
What if, what if I can't stand it (it's not good, it's ot good, yeah)

I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is
I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is

Hey, if karma goes around I won't be back at the bottom
I promise that you will never see me drunk anymore
Hey, you think I am not ashamed
I tell you that I am sorry in every language existing in this world
Tell me lies, do you think I would fucking care?
When you fill me up with guilt
You avoid looking me in the eyes, you believe you'll actually die
Come here, sit on top
Sometimes I feel like I am hanging by a thread
I wanted to score but I hit the pole
The thirst and the hunger here made me shy
The money and the fame made me a slave
And I don't care about it now, 'cause I don't see myself spending them
I will bring them to my grave, I will be the richest of the cemetery (yeah)
And I would be long gone, I feel better being in the South Stand
Rather than being with the rich people in the big box, I don't feel like myself anymore when you tell me goodbye
I talk shit in the chat but then I never press "send"

(Money Gang)
Knock, knock they are knocking at the door (knock, knock)
You talk too much and have a short memory (oh no)
I made a hit, do it one more time (oh no)
Or people here will forget (oh no)
I only trust Siri (ooh)
'Cause all these girls love you and then defame you as soon as you turn around (bitch)
'Cause if the party ends here everyone goes away and there'll be no friends (snitch)
You don't see my sacrifices (no)
You don't see the scars (oh no)
You don't see that we only wanted to be happy (brr)
In-in the back of a Rolls
She thinks of making me do reels
I think of ripping off her jeans, woah-oh (woah-oh)
Who-who are you? I don't know
You talk too much, I don't know
I would like

I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is
I would like to kill the snitches, I didn't even say, "Fuck"
I believe that the karma goes around, but Siri, you tell me where it is, where it is

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