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Genius English Translations - Sch Slow Mo English Translation Lyrics

[Intro]
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Don't take our tricks and our words, fucker
You don't have enough to pay us, ouais, skuh

[Chorus]
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Don't take our tricks and our words
Each day, a bit tougher (Oh yes)
Fucker, who's in charge? (Oh)
A thousand for each slipper (Skrt)
You can pull up on us, it's too late
I stab them, wait, put on the slo-mo
I'll tear you apart like every winter

[Post-Chorus]
Answer me, by my name
She wants my money, bitch, or my member?
Take my dick, not my name
SLS, they won't even see my shadow
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Yeah, evеn on kilos of coke
Fucking weed and its odor, a fish in the water

[Verse 1]
I know thеy slow down when orange turns to red, blackened eyes, my bitten nails
Step on the gas before I go to jail, struggling kids, two on a scooter, huh
Hot in pairs, stop the avalanche, arrest warrant lasting more than a year
I have headaches that go down to my teeth, I have friends that think they're in Grand Theft Auto
Your wife sucks dicks while you're on FIFA and you wanna act like thugs (Ah, ah)
This kid chained up in my head is dead and I haven't mourned
When the leaves fall from the tree and autumn makes way for winter
We'll pull up to the cash register, Le A and me, positive on the salivary test, your actions aren't erased
The thugs, they don't do montages, we were too hungry
I would've pulled up on your mom and lifted mountains among other things
Us, it's men with 3 letters
Son of a bitch, to each their politics, that's what they did to us
After my tape, I taught Donna Imma how to handle a gun
Here's my music (Rah, Rah)
[Chorus]
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Don't take our tricks and our words
Each day, a bit tougher (Oh yes)
Fucker, who's in charge? (Oh)
A thousand for each slipper (Skrt)
You can pull up on us, it's too late
I stab them, wait, put on the slo-mo
I'll tear you apart like every winter

[Post-Chorus]
Answer me, by my name
She wants my money, bitch, or my member?
Take my dick, not my name
SLS, they won't even see my shadow
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Yeah, even on kilos of coke
Fucking weed and its odor, a fish in the water

[Verse 2]
Fucker, It doesn't make me happy, but happiness doesn't fill up my fridge
Give a damn who loses, who has power, you won't put me back under a blower
You're hot to death, kinda like a whore, it ain't a rental, bitch, I have it on the roof
I wanna see her dance without her leggings, I wanna see them die by my own hands
I won't give them any respect (Oh) even if they suck my dick (Nah), fucker
I came for the pesos, we're bad like the Mossos
It's a whole turf, a whole network, I have reasons that recognize my reason
A T-MAX SX, not a tire mark, you're dead, and they don't have a shadow of proof
My hash comes to you in a hut at a hundred knots, it crosses the Dead Sea
To say we whip them is modesty, because really, we kill them, they pretend to be strong
I fuck girls that are full of vices, I see their red bottoms before their horns
You won't get me, that's how we hold them
By mileage, we've got no limits, mathafack
[Chorus]
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Don't take our tricks and our words
Each day, a bit tougher (Oh yes)
Fucker, who's in charge? (Oh)
A thousand for each slipper (Skrt)
You can pull up on us, it's too late
I stab them, wait, put on the slo-mo
I'll tear you apart like every winter

[Post-Chorus]
Answer me, by my name
She wants my money, bitch, or my member?
Take my dick, not my name
SLS, they won't even see my shadow
You don't have enough to pay us, yeah
Yeah, even on kilos of coke
Fucking weed and its odor, a fish in the water