More songs by Konstanty Drążek
Description
Released on: 2025-12-31
Lyrics and translation
Original
Hey!
Hey.
Yeah, hey, hey, hey. She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty.
Swear I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?
She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty.
Swear I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?
Say I don't call back when I'm free. 'Cause my shit all packed and I'll leave.
I need some caffeine, 'cause I can't love, but I'll fall back when I'm sleepy.
I need a new whip with no keys. Say I'm a bad dog with no leash.
I need a few breaks and a bad bitch, so I can fall back through the streets.
Don't know what to do no more. I really just don't got a clue no more.
'Cause you're never telling the truth no more. Don't even think that's you no more, you no more, do no more.
I really just don't got a clue no more.
'Cause you're never telling the truth no more. Don't even think that's you no more, you no more.
She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty.
Swear I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?
She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty.
Swear I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?
'Cause I got a lot on my mind, I ain't got no time for none of that bullshit.
And you wanna push it, pull up, grrah, and get a forklift. And you never listen.
All I'm wishing for is just a little attention.
It's all that I'm missing, but it's so far gone out in the distance. Don't know what to do no more. I really just don't got a clue no more.
'Cause you're never telling the truth no more.
Don't even think that's you no more, you no more, do no more. I really just don't got a clue no more.
'Cause you're never telling the truth no more. Don't even think that's you no more.
She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty. Swear
I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?
She lie to your face, I really don't get it. She say what you want her to say.
At the end of the day, I'm still getting money. Regardless, I'm still getting paid.
She want Gucci, Louis, and the Fendi. Fuck around and leave your pockets empty. Swear
I ain't a killer, but don't tempt me. Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?