LEARN LYRICS

Woah, Erenden, what's going?

I'm putting all the colors down

In my sinking glass

My girlfriend has all the brands

And you can open a shop

I'm in the studio rolling two grams

I fill my body with tattoos

He doesn't even have time to look at them

His head is already sinking

Louis V Skater, I'm not into skating

I smoke weed, but no community center

I often say, 'I'll stop rapping'

But then the desire comes back

She told me, 'Don't call me back'

But then the desire returns

Please don't give advice

I don't even listen to them

I fill my closet with Balenciaga

My pockets of money, of tose' my Fanta

I'm twenty and mum is happy

For lunch I eat tartare, for dinner Mazara

I have never envied any bar

I haven't felt Italy since I smoked down

Let's move on from drinks to Champagne

From benches to charts, from H&M to Prada

I'm putting all the colors down

In my sinking glass

My girlfriend has all the brands

And you can open a shop

I'm in the studio rolling two grams

I fill my body with tattoos

He doesn't even have time to look at them

His head is already sinking

She gives me head, but she has no saliva

I light up a blunt and it's just sativa

I make ten violas, but without effort

I roll two grams, which is flat life

Photos of guns in my kitchen

The police are not welcome

I was black and white

High school years where I wasn't myself

I went to school for the girls and the Backwoods

I look yellow, but I'm rich and beautiful

I'm putting all the colors down

In my sinking glass

My girlfriend has all the brands

And you can open a shop

I'm in the studio rolling two grams

I fill my body with tattoos

He doesn't even have time to look at them

His head is already sinking

I fill my closet with Balenciaga

My pockets of money, of tose' my Fanta

I'm putting all the colors down

In my sinking glass