Lyrics of blun7 a swishland - tha Supreme

blun7 a swishland - tha Supreme
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Date of issue: 30.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: Italian

blun7 a swishland

(original)
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Bling Blaow come i Beatles
Blessing, tic tac, le prendo dal mattino
Già dal mattino, yah, tanto già non dormivo
La tua tipa mi fa: «Vorrei cambiare tipo»
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Ciao-ciao fratellino
Ex fanno tip-tap sulle frasi del tipo
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla nemmeno ascolto, e sto zitto
Non mi definisco finto, mi faccio un favore
Un viaggio lungo cambia lo spirito
Tu nel mentre parli, non sei spirito-so
Neanche un minimo
Lacrime sui tuoi eyes
Io non ce le spreco mai
Piuttosto ti faccio bye
Resto solo, fotte proprio niente dei tuoi scazzi live
Live, quella volta ti presentai
Ai parenti come «mia lei»
Se non fosse che sei un po' fake
Troppo fake, troppo flame
Me ne andrei, frate', fossi in te, ehi
Io farei solo Gucci gang, Fendi flex, every, everyday
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Bling Blaow come i Beatles
Blessing, tic tac, le prendo dal mattino
Già dal mattino, yah, tanto già non dormivo
La tua tipa mi fa: «Vorrei cambiare tipo»
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Ciao-ciao fratellino
Ex fanno tip-tap sulle frasi del tipo
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla nemmeno ascolto, sto zitto
Non mi definisco finto, mi faccio un favore
Giro sempre, co-on mary dietro o-oh, c’ho i guai davanti
Mamma, che accollo, tanto non mollo
Siamo diamanti (siamo diamanti)
In mezzo a tutto questo fango, no, non puoi negarlo, bro
La cresta scende se ti parlo a fatti, mica fatto
Sali e cadi in basso, bro
Sono qui un po' per te
Qui anche per me
Se non puoi non sto qui con lo
Fingi di essere, sono il bene ma non ho lo
Non ho lo, non ho lo, non ho lo, yeah
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Bling Blaow come i Beatles
Blessing, tic tac, le prendo dal mattino
Già dal mattino, yah, tanto già non dormivo
La tua tipa mi fa: «Vorrei cambiare tipo»
Swisho un blunt, a swishland
Ciao-ciao fratellino
Ex fanno tip-tap sulle frasi del tipo
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla nemmeno ascolto, e sto zitto
Non mi definisco finto, mi faccio un favore
(translation)
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bling Blaow like the Beatles
Blessing, tick tock, I take them from the morning
Already in the morning, yah, I wasn't sleeping anyway
Your girl says to me: "I would like to change type"
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bye-bye little brother
Ex tap on phrases like
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla I don't even listen, and I shut up
I don't call myself fake, I'm doing myself a favor
A long journey changes the spirit
While you speak, you are not spirit-know
Not even a minimum
Tears on your eyes
I never waste them
I'd rather bye to you
I'm left alone, give a damn about your live scazzi
Live, that time I introduced you
To relatives like "my lei"
Except that you are a bit fake
Too fake, too flame
I would go, bro, if I were you, hey
I'd just do Gucci gang, Fendi flex, every, everyday
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bling Blaow like the Beatles
Blessing, tick tock, I take them from the morning
Already in the morning, yah, I wasn't sleeping anyway
Your girl says to me: "I would like to change type"
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bye-bye little brother
Ex tap on phrases like
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla I don't even listen, I shut up
I don't call myself fake, I'm doing myself a favor
I always go around, with Mary in the back o-oh, I've got trouble ahead
Mom, what a take over, so I don't give up
We are diamonds (we are diamonds)
In the midst of all this mud, no, you can't deny it, bro
The crest goes down if I talk to you about facts, not done
Get up and down low, bro
I'm here a little bit for you
Here for me too
If you can't, I'm not here with him
Pretend to be, I'm good but I don't have it
I don't have it, I don't have it, I don't have it, yeah
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bling Blaow like the Beatles
Blessing, tick tock, I take them from the morning
Already in the morning, yah, I wasn't sleeping anyway
Your girl says to me: "I would like to change type"
Swisho un blunt, in swishland
Bye-bye little brother
Ex tap on phrases like
Bla-bla bla-bla-bla-bla I don't even listen, and I shut up
I don't call myself fake, I'm doing myself a favor
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Artist lyrics: tha Supreme