Digital Astro, 8een - LONELY testo (lyrics)
Rida Amhaouch aka Yung Sultan & Astroboi Jay
[Digital Astro, 8een - LONELY testo lyrics]
Ehi, ehi, woo yah, yah, yah, yah
Ehi, ehi, ehi
Vlone, lonely
Sono fuori, brotha I’m ballin’ (yeah)
La tua roba frate è pouring
Nella testa solo soldi (soldi)
Big bih, big guap
Troppo in alto come un Boeing (yah)
Astroboi no gossip
Sai che voglio solo i soldi (yah)
Vlone, lonely
Sono fuori, brotha I’m ballin’ (ehi)
La tua roba frate è pouring
Nella testa solo soldi (yeah)
Big bih, big guap (no cap)
Troppo in alto come un Boeing (woah)
Astroboi no gossip
Sai che voglio solo i soldi
Brotha, FIesta fanno il Ford, ehi
Spingo il gas, vado forte
Sto pensando solo al guap, ehi
Sto pensando a farne troppi
No snitch, no talk, ehi
In tasca, brotha, walkie talkie (brr)
Rolls Royce, no Maybach
Dammi il check, bro payday
Brotha sai che siamo public enemies
Six shots, frate come, ehi
VVS on my chest, on my neck, boy (oh, boy)
Sai che voglio solo benz, solo benz, ehi
Vlone, lonely
I’ve been ballin’ with the homies (eh)
Hunnid bands and I’m floatin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah sunday morning
West side, got a new drip (drip)
Then I pull up in a Masi (Masi)
She wanna cop a new Louis Vuì-
She wanna hit the flow she wanna make me go
She a pornstar girl but she fell in love
She wanna hit the flow she wanna make me go
She a pornstar girl but she fell in love
Got a track on repeat
My swag in my teen, yeah
VVS, she says she from Medellin
When, Fendi, Chanel, spend it
Milano Fashion Week, woah
Rockin raw shit, call me Elvis
Bad bitch, bubble bop
Huh, she wants only my cac tus
(yeah, yeah, yeah) she wanna keep in touch
I hope it’s only a rap tus
Shit, she fell in love with the guap
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m in there, we’re fuckin’ your thot
Ehi, ehi, ehi
Vlone, lonely
Sono fuori, brotha I’m ballin’ (yeah)
La tua roba frate è pouring
Nella testa solo soldi (soldi)
Big bih, big guap
Troppo in alto come un Boeing (yah)
Astroboi no gossip
Sai che voglio solo i soldi (yah)
Vlone, lonely
Sono fuori, brotha I’m ballin’ (ehi)
La tua roba frate è pouring
Nella testa solo soldi (yeah)
Big bih, big guap (no cap)
Troppo in alto come un Boeing (woah)
Astroboi no gossip
Sai che voglio solo i soldi
Brotha, FIesta fanno il Ford, ehi
Spingo il gas, vado forte
Sto pensando solo al guap, ehi
Sto pensando a farne troppi
No snitch, no talk, ehi
In tasca, brotha, walkie talkie (brr)
Rolls Royce, no Maybach
Dammi il check, bro payday
Brotha sai che siamo public enemies
Six shots, frate come, ehi
VVS on my chest, on my neck, boy (oh, boy)
Sai che voglio solo benz, solo benz, ehi
Vlone, lonely
I’ve been ballin’ with the homies (eh)
Hunnid bands and I’m floatin’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah sunday morning
West side, got a new drip (drip)
Then I pull up in a Masi (Masi)
She wanna cop a new Louis Vuì-
She wanna hit the flow she wanna make me go
She a pornstar girl but she fell in love
She wanna hit the flow she wanna make me go
She a pornstar girl but she fell in love
Got a track on repeat
My swag in my teen, yeah
VVS, she says she from Medellin
When, Fendi, Chanel, spend it
Milano Fashion Week, woah
Rockin raw shit, call me Elvis
Bad bitch, bubble bop
Huh, she wants only my cac tus
(yeah, yeah, yeah) she wanna keep in touch
I hope it’s only a rap tus
Shit, she fell in love with the guap
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m in there, we’re fuckin’ your thot