First Off – Future Traduzione in italiano

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TESTO

Il Testo della della canzone Di: First Off – Future

Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah)
I make more than Dwyane Wade, baby
(ATL Jacob)
I’m a street nigga and I stay faded (Pluto)
Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it (Travis)

First off, you get the ammo, then you cock it (Ooh)
First off, we had to blast off like a rocket (Skrrt, skrrt)
I put the Patek water on, but I got options (Yeah)
PJ takin’ off and I ain’t stoppin’, no
Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls
Fishscale, nigga, I can’t fuck with no laws (Yeah)
Never fear what’s on my lens, I see fugazi
I should pee on this bitch and make her pay me (Yeah)

Started off surfin’ on a codeine wave
I don’t exchange info with these niggas
They some opps, you can kill ’em, they ain’t with us
Ordered a pound of gas to smoke, I need a fill up (Yeah)
Got a line on good Gelato and Gorilla
Hella freaky with me, know you gon’ get hit up
Steppin’ over dead bodies in Margielas
I touched a hundred M’s and I’ve been gettin’ better (Ooh)
In a red Bugatti, gave it right to valet
Shoot his head off right, it get you new Sheneneh
Shootin’ dice all night, yeah, me and Dae Dae
We had to work the one on ’em, it was a good payday
It was a teenager, they put him on the news where I’m from
He let off 40 shots, he can’t get no bond
Closed on when he shoppin’, when he kill him, he young
They ever get caught snitchin’, they gon’ cut off your tongue
I can’t wait ’til they set the rat up, yeah
I was catchin’ juugs, now a nigga a millionaire
I get the rap check and I avoid the paps
I get NBA money and ain’t been in the draft

Yeah, I’m back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah)
I make more than Dwyane Wade, baby (Pop it, pop it)
I’m a street nigga and I stay faded
Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it

[Chorus: Future