Lil Baby, Rich The Kid, Rvssian, Moneybagg Yo, Sfera Ebbasta - Pablo (Remix) lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

Rich The Kid [Dimitri Leslie Roger]

Sfera Ebbasta [Gionata Boschetti] Italy

[Lil Baby, Rich The Kid, Rvssian, Moneybagg Yo, Sfera Ebbasta - Pablo Remix lyrics]

Brrahhh huh ehi Rvssian como estas?

Trappando come Pablo, huh (Skrrt, skrrt)
Porta la tua tipa al tableau, huh
(Uh, uh, uh, Skrrt, skrrt)
Mi conosci sono el diablo, huh (Skrrt, skrrt)
No, io con te no hablo, no (Skrr, t skrrt)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Soldi compaiono, Houdini, uh (Yah)
Pensano che siamo stupidi, uh (Yah, yah)
No, mica sono su Instagram, uh (Ehi)
Sì, sto sommando dei numeri, uh (Ehi, ehi)

My plug he speak nothin' but that español
(Plug)
I’m trappin' hard, I'm tryna be Pablo
(Pablo, Pablo, Pablo)
My mamacita cook it, whip some mo
(Whip it, whip it, whip)
Mucho guala it’s a overload (Yah, yah, Rich)

Como estas? (Huh)
Rich nigga made a mill with the pot (Ha)
Richie my watch (My watch)
Florida plug, he ain't walkin' a block
I got narcos (Narcos)
She just want a little bit of Tito's
(Tito's, what?)

Hey, get in it like Escobar (Pablo)
New money, like a Tesla car (Skrrt, skrrt)
Made too much cash today (I did)
I got to flex tomorrow (Let's go)
She wanna sex my charm (Ugh)
Two tone Rolex, robot arm (Sky-dweller, look)
The rap game like the dope game (Help)
There's way more pros than cons (Woo, woo)
Gucci shoes, that's Italian fabric (Yeah)
She gave me crewneck, I had to have it (Ugh)
Salt dropping, they be too shady
You’re a drop in the water, I’m too wavy
Big backwoods, chalupa (Tacos)
Organic, drip, no juicer (Huh)
If I find your bitch, you a loser (Gone)
Big pistol, blow like tuba

Trappando come Pablo, Pablo (brr)
Porta la tua tipa al tableau
(Huh) tableau (Huh)
Mi conosci sono el diablo
(Uh) , el diablo (Uh) no, io con te no hablo
(Yah, yah) , no hablo (Yah, yah, yah, yah)
E lei vuole un vero gringo, un narcos
(Pam, pam)
'Sto joint è troppo gordo, sembra un tacos
(Brr) ma me lo sto fumando
Sul mio divano tranquo

Eh, yeah mi casa ain’t tu casa, no offense
Don't post my crib (No)
I'm trying get high as Calabasas
Where I live double R's in the garage
I think I seen a ghost for real
Pour my problems in a bottle
I ain’t gon' never shed no tear
I get the load in like a narco
I get them knocked out like I'm Pablo
Only want straight hit's to the top
Look how smooth I move on the charts
Diamonds, they moonwalk on the clouds
I got the keke with me now
He took a PJ to this town
They call me Pablo all around

Trappando come Pablo, Pablo (Brr)
Porta la tua tipa al tableau
(Huh) tableau (Huh)
Mi conosci sono el diablo
(Uh) , el diablo (Uh) no, io con te no hablo
(Yah, yah) , no hablo (Yah, yah, yah, yah)
E lei vuole un vero gringo, un narco
(Pam, pam)
'Sto joint è troppo gordo, sembra un tacos
(Brr) ma me lo sto fumando
Sul mio divano tranquo

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