More songs by Geolier
More songs by Poison Beatz
Description
Mastering Engineer: Andrea Giuliana
Mixing Engineer: Andrea Giuliana
Backing Vocals: Davide Totaro
Unknown: Gennaro Petito
Keyboards: Gennaro Petito
Drum Programmer: Gennaro Petito
Vocals: Geolier
Producer: Poison Beatz
Composer: Davide Totaro
Lyricist: Emanuele Palumbo
Composer: Gennaro Petito
Lyrics and translation
Original
I got Gs, dreams, cojones, dinero
Strap, racks, hoes, dope
Gs, dreams, cojones, dinero
Strap, racks, hoes, dope (Poison) (yeah)
So' in carbonio tutt"e plastiche 'e l'Urus
Chisti ccà cadeno 'nterra cu nu suffio
'E sicuro nun me fermo
E pure si ristasse fermo pe diec'anne
Manco tanto me raggiunge
Faccio i sord' comme si tenesse 'e bot
Stongo a casa, veco Capri senza yacht
Guarda, stongo cu D'Alessio e joco a golf, dice ca so' forte
Sto mettenno in chiaro tutt"e cose ca nun dico
Pеcché si po' sî ggentile, 'a gentе penza ca nn'sî furbo
Vonno tutt"e miliune c'aggio fatto, ca nun serveno cchiù 'e tanto
Chilli là songo pe' fa' bella figura
Nn'tengo cchiù vint'anne, vintitré pe' l'esattezza
E si nn'fosse p"e sorde, da mo m"ess"a dato 'o fermo
Tanto sto cuntanno, sto cuntanno, sto cuntanno
E nel frattempo sta muglierema che spenne e nun m'avvence
Tappeto russo, AK pure
Tanto ammo cagnato già tutt"e cose
'Int'ô juoco un intruso vene abbattuto
O c"o accattammo e 'o mannammo n'ata vota areto pe' nuje
Nun parlo, nun veco, si sento, nun dico
Nun vaco dicenno strunzate in giro
Nun sento che dice, nu sacco 'e nemice
Ca so' piccerille 'int'a uno mirino
Machine 'e lusso, ma povere d'anima
Songo lunatico, songo turnato
Parlo cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno te vene cchiù fame
Accatto e vennimmo, nn'ce mantenimmo
Nu 'nciarme, duje 'nciarme, ascimmo pe' Napule
So' nu simbolo, sette su sette, mo m'aggi"a arapì un Eurobet
E si ritorno a Sanremo, scummetto che perdo
Miette 'o beat, miezzu scè
L'alfabeto mio è cchiù luongo (grr-paw)
L'incasso a fore 'e tasse è tutto lordo (bleah)
Sto luanno 'e scarpe pecché sto saglienno a bordo
'Sta barca tene 'o cesso e pure 'a stanza arò me cocco (ahah)
Reale e po' si fallimmo, giuro
Me 'nvento n'ata cosa, e n'ata cosa, e n'ata cosa
E mal che vada vaco a fa' n'ata vota 'e saldature
Cu tutte 'sti miliune nn'perdo maje chella abitudine (no, maje)
Traso rint'ô stadio d'arò trase Kvara
Napule a dicembre 30 gradi, Bahamas
E femmene 'e Napule me vonno single
Ma in modo affettuoso e in modo simbolico
Tappeto russo, jammo ch"e tute
Tanto ammo cagnato già tutte cose
'Int'ô juoco un intruso vene abbattuto
O nn"o penzammo o c"o accattammo (bleah)
Nun parlo, nun veco, si sento, nun dico
Nun vaco dicenno strunzate in giro
Nun sento che dice, nu sacco 'e nemice
Ca so' piccerille 'int'a uno mirino
Machine 'e lusso, ma povere d'anima
Songo lunatico, songo turnato
Parlo cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno te vene cchiù fame
English translation
I got Gs, dreams, cojones, money
Straps, racks, hoes, dope
Gs, dreams, cojones, money
Strap, racks, hoes, dope (Poison) (yeah)
I'm all carbon and plastic and the Urus
Those who fall to the ground with no suffio
'And I'm sure I won't stop
And even if he stayed still for ten years
He barely reaches me
I act deaf as if it were kept 'and bot
I'm going home, I'm going to Capri without a yacht
Look, I'm stoned with D'Alessio and I play golf, he says I'm strong
I'm making clear all the things I don't say
Because you're a bit gentle, people don't think they're so smart
They all need to be done, but they don't need much
Chilli there songo to make a good impression
I don't have twenty years left, twenty-three to be exact
And if we weren't deaf, I'd stopped from now on
Anyway, I'm crazy, I'm crazy, I'm crazy
And in the meantime he's a muglierema who's snuffing it out and doesn't come to my attention
Russian carpet, AK as well
We've already screwed up all these things anyway
'Int'ô game an intruder is struck down
Or we agreed and 'or mannammo n'ata vote areto pe' nuje
I don't speak, I don't speak, I feel, I don't say
I don't just say nonsense around
I can't hear him saying, he's an enemy
I know 'piccerille' in a viewfinder
Machine 'and luxury, but poor in soul
Lunatic song, shifty song
I speak cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno you're coming hungry
We agreed and we came, we didn't stay there
Nu 'nciarme, duje 'nciarme, ascimmo pe' Napule
I'm a symbol, seven out of seven, today I grabbed a Eurobet
And if we go back to Sanremo, I bet I lose
Miette 'o beat, miezzu scè
My alphabet is long (grr-paw)
The collection fore 'e taxes is all gross (bleah)
I'm wearing shoes because I'm on board
'You can keep this boat or I'll toilet and I'll also plow my coconut in the room (haha)
Real and a little we failed, I swear
I come up with some thing, and some thing, and some thing
And it's unfortunate that I'm going to fail to make a vote and welds
With all these millions I don't lose my habit (no, maje)
Traso rint'ô plowing stadium trase Kvara
Napule in December 30 degrees, Bahamas
And women and Naples want me single
But in an affectionate and symbolic way
Russian carpet, jammo ch"e overalls
We've already screwed up all the things anyway
'Int'ô game an intruder is struck down
Either we didn't think or we agreed (bleah)
I don't speak, I don't speak, I feel, I don't say
I don't just say nonsense around
I can't hear him saying, he's an enemy
I know 'piccerille' in a viewfinder
Machine 'and luxury, but poor in soul
Lunatic song, shifty song
I speak cuntanno, cuntanno, cuntanno
Magnanno magnanno you're coming hungry