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HAPPINESS

3:00italian trap 2025-10-17

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Description

It smells of money, then champagne - the kind that is opened not for its taste, but for the sound it makes. When the cork flies, it's like fireworks over the neighborhood, and everyone knows: the evening is off to a good start. Here, no one thinks about morality - only brands, collaborations, and percentages. They sin with a smile and in expensive sneakers, covering up their fatigue with banter and “brotherly” jokes. It's a world where even God is on a chain, but no one pays any attention to him anyway - the bass is too loud. Everything seems dirty, but that's where the style lies: glamour over scars, self-confidence instead of peace. It seems that if there is a miracle here, it happens under the strobe light, between a sip of brut and a new deal.

Lyrics and translation

Original

Oh-Oh-Oh, Madonna, se son vivo, è un miracolo (Fellas, Milano South) (eh-eh-eh)

G De, G De, G De, G De (OMG, is Okrim) (ah-ah-ah)

Sto stappando una bottiglia al club, bagno i miei homie (eh-eh-eh)

Fella-ah-ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Gold Fellas

Sto stappando una bottiglia al club, bagno i miei homie (i miei homie)

Controllo ogni incasso, sì, ma non mi chiamo Tony (no, no)

A te ti chiamo "fra'" perché non ci azzecco coi nomi (coi nomi)

Anche oggi vado al massimo, come Boldi

Ho ancora il coltellino nella tuta black (tuta black)

Fratello, escucha me (ah-ah), da una cuccia a un hotel (Gold Fellas)

Se salvo un dawg, è stesso blood (stesso blood) come se salvo me (eh-eh)

Lei me lo ciuccia bene, ha imparato a Bucarest (wow), yeah

Spеndo un palo al volo, lo guadagnavo in un mese di lavoro

I miei stan lì, sе non ci penso io, dimmi chi pensa loro? (Chi?)

Non c-Non c'è un milionario buono (no, no)

Tutto ciò che vedi è sporco (pah)

Ho visto criminali in giacca e polo, yeah (ah)

A-A 'ste formiche metto il veleno in testa (eh-eh-eh)

Chiama le tue amiche, poi decidi tu chi resta (nah, nah, nah)

Alzo le pile, non ci stanno sulla desk qua (eh-eh-eh)

Aspetto che la sorte arrivi e interrompa la festa (Gold Fellas)

Sto stappando una bottiglia al club, bagno i miei homie (i miei homie)

Controllo ogni incasso, sì, ma non mi chiamo Tony (no, no)

A te ti chiamo "fra'" perché non ci azzecco coi nomi (coi nomi)

Anche oggi vado al massimo (pow, pow), come Boldi

Doppia eagle sulle mani, rido un po' come dei puri (skrrt) (po-pow)

Siamo totalmente folli, conosco le mie di rules (po-pow, pow, pow)

Conta poco cosa indossi se la faccia grida: "Cuff" (po-pow)

Ha il volto della Madonna, mi seduce, parasmuff (po-pow)

Non esiste confessione se non lasci conseguenze

Chi si assolve senza colpa sta cercando convenienze

Tu la-Tu la chiami "redenzione", io la chiamo "convenienza" (pow)

Chi è più puro qui si spegne (spegne), chi è più sporco ha resistenza

Sempre Dio sulle collane (sulle collane), ma lo ignoro se mi cerca

Ho imparato che il silenzio vale più di chi si incensa

Movimento day and night (day and night), qua in 24 ore

Per i soldi e la famiglia accucchiamo ogni errore

O-O-Ora ho carte e l'amaro, documenti miei d'Intesa (uoh)

Conto in banca da privato, IvanBi diventa impresa

Grandi pacchi e tanta spesa (po-po-pow)

Grandi agganci e buona presa

Sotto non c'ho più una crepa, ma un terreno bello fertile (po-po-pow) (fertile)

Flaco G, stiamo nell'happiness (happiness)

Turbo Diesel, belle femmine (femmine) (vroom)

Il suo culo per dell'Hennessy (per dell'Henne', per dell'Hennessy)

Sto stappando -

Sto stappando una bottiglia al club, bagno i miei homie (i miei homie)

Brindo, Moët, Brignac, modelle portano i doni

A te ti chiamo "fra'" perché non ci azzecco coi nomi (coi nomi)

Lei non vuole me, ma tutti i miei cloni

Sto stappando una bottiglia al club, bagno i miei homie (i miei homie)

Controllo ogni incasso, sì, ma non mi chiamo Tony (no, no)

Tutto il club è in fiamme quando ci sono i nomi (i nomi)

Lei non vuole me, ma tutti i miei cloni

English translation

Oh-Oh-Oh, Madonna, if I'm alive, it's a miracle (Fellas, Milano South) (eh-eh-eh)

G De, G De, G De, G De (OMG, is Okrim) (ah-ah-ah)

I'm popping a bottle at the club, bathing my homies (eh-eh-eh)

Fella-ah-ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Gold Fellas

I'm popping a bottle at the club, bathing my homies (my homies)

I check every receipt, yes, but my name is not Tony (no, no)

I call you "bro" because I don't get the names right (with the names)

Even today I'm going at my best, like Boldi

I still have the knife in my black suit (black suit)

Brother, escucha me (ah-ah), from a doghouse to a hotel (Gold Fellas)

If I save a dawg, it's same blood (same blood) like if I save me (eh-eh)

She sucks me well, she learned in Bucharest (wow), yeah

I spend a fortune on the fly, I earned it in a month of work

My people are there, if I don't take care of them, tell me who thinks of them? (Who?)

There a-There's no good millionaire (no, no)

Everything you see is dirty (pah)

I saw criminals in suits and polo shirts, yeah (ah)

A-A I put poison in these ants' heads (eh-eh-eh)

Call your friends, then you decide who stays (nah, nah, nah)

I lift the batteries, they don't fit on the desk here (eh-eh-eh)

Waiting for fate to come and stop the party (Gold Fellas)

I'm popping a bottle at the club, bathing my homies (my homies)

I check every receipt, yes, but my name is not Tony (no, no)

I call you "bro" because I don't get the names right (with the names)

Even today I go full blast (pow, pow), like Boldi

Double eagle on the hands, I laugh a little like the pure ones (skrrt) (po-pow)

We're totally crazy, I know my rules (po-pow, pow, pow)

It matters little what you're wearing if your face screams, "Cuff" (po-pow)

She has the face of the Madonna, she seduces me, parasmuff (po-pow)

There is no confession if it leaves no consequences

Anyone who acquits himself without guilt is looking for convenience

You the-You call it "redemption", I call it "convenience" (pow)

Whoever is purest here turns off (shuts down), whoever is dirtiest has resistance

Always God on the necklaces (on the necklaces), but I ignore him if he seeks me

I have learned that silence is worth more than incense

Day and night movement (day and night), here in 24 hours

For money and family we hide every mistake

O-O-Now I have papers and bitters, my documents of understanding (uoh)

Bank account from a private individual, IvanBi becomes a business

Big packages and a lot of shopping (po-po-pow)

Great hooks and good grip

Underneath there is no longer a crack, but a beautiful fertile ground (po-po-pow) (fertile)

Flaco G, we are in happiness (happiness)

Turbo Diesel, beautiful bitches (bitches) (vroom)

Her ass for some Hennessy (for some Henne', for some Hennessy)

I'm uncorking -

I'm popping a bottle at the club, bathing my homies (my homies)

Brindo, Moët, Brignac, models bring gifts

I call you "bro" because I don't get the names right (with the names)

She doesn't want me, but all my clones

I'm popping a bottle at the club, bathing my homies (my homies)

I check every receipt, yes, but my name is not Tony (no, no)

The whole club is on fire when the names are there (the names)

She doesn't want me, but all my clones

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