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Bixi Blake - TRIO (English Translation) Lyrics[Part I]
[Verse]
I can’t go back, believe me, it’s too late
I installed twin turbos on the car, roll cage
I told you to wait for me, oh babe
Now the supermodels want to be homemates
I’m preparing a few cocktails a day
First-class shit, extendo clip
The view from the castle is a trip (Haha)
Pigeons deliver flips every day, in every way (Grr)
We’re in red outfits (Grr), but there’s no Crip here
[Part II]
[Verse]
I gave energy; the enemy was amazed (Ah)
You’ll get taken out, boy, just like J. F. Kennedy (Ha)
Yo soy el Blako, my hood is Medellín in İzmir (Ah)
We paid the price, we paid the price (Ey, ey)
Where’s the limousine (Limousine)? Where’s the red carpet? (Where’s that?)
The time is full of trouble, Tapik, capture this well (Ey)
We’ve got deep pockets (Ey), RPG rockets (Wuh)
Memo’s got an M16, drives a white Benz, dawg (S Class)
No stress (Stress), money dancing (Ey), let the witch come (Ey)
Louis, Fendi, now it’s Beamer, Bentley (Wuh)
Full tank (Wuh), I dived deep, and my chest is full (Uh-ah)
Bulletproof cars, the whole crew’s like bats (Grr)
I took back my old flame like it’s Karabakh (Fiuv)
Fully armed, scanning both sides
You won’t make it to hell; I’ll send you to purgatory (Ah)
Three or five masked men
Our heads are filled with poison-like filth (So filthy)
Smith Wesson, Colt, Glock; pick one
I kept sending that bad bitch to voicemail
[Part III]
[Intro]
Ha, hah, ayy, I’m gon’ have to call you back-back, baby
I’m with the gang, gang, gang now, ha, hah, oh, wow!
[Verse]
Hey İbo, what’s up with us, kekecito? (Oh, woah)
I mixed gin with Pellegrino (Yeah)
Valentino Blako drives El Camino (Wow)
Coffee by the kilo, kilo, mi amigo
Salam alaikum, we don’t eat bacon (Ha?)
Blacc G Wagon, my girl’s name is Megan (Ah)
Walther coughs, you’d think it’s a dragon (Pu!)
These niggas cappin’
I’m back in the hood (Hey)
Like show me what’s happening
Homie, like New Line Cinema filmed my life, right?
Action movie nigga, you’ll never face a dilemma (Never)
Never hold back on dreams, minimal’s not the way (Wow, ey)
Big 105 Hawk’em, we’re off to war, rise up
All my people will feast, or I’ll be your problem, homie
Top Gun, Maverick (Fiuv!), our faces turned to the light
The nights can’t stop us; rev Eleanor, Memphis, nigga, what?
I’m gone in sixty seconds, we’re the only ones in the game, ey
I came to the ninth village, with eight burning behind me, ey
All my niggas ruthless, all these motherfuckers reckless, ey
RedKey drip, outfit on fire, aye check this!
[Outro]
(Yo Saber, stab that shit out mane)