Текст и перевод песни Knak - A F T E R

A F T E R

En el vip 3 de 4,ma,son hoes
Yo ni magazine, fanta mezclada con code
Carta comidin, mami en esto vale to'
En el after si satas like emily rose
En el vip 3 de 4,ma,son hoes
Yo ni magazine, fanta mezclada con code
Carta comidin, mami en esto vale to'
En el after si satas like emily rose
Es el fucking kid knak sonando en el hood
Trippin ojos red y una shorty con buen cu'
Giras, viaje, hotel, eso viene en un futu'
Por ahora sigo flex

Ahora me llaman me dice que knak
Siempre fuiste el uno te doy mi lugar
No corro con fekas son todos busca fama
Buscan el drama y se van para atras
Calmado sin xanax adicto a la rama
Que ayuda y sana pero de verdad
Mi ganga no mama 3k por semana
Amor pa' la mama amor de verdad

En el vip 3 de 4,ma,son hoes
Yo ni magazine, fanta mezclada con code
Carta comidin, mami en esto vale to'
En el after si satas like emily rose
Es el fucking kid knak sonando en el hood
Trippin ojos red y una shorty con buen cu'
Giras, viaje, hotel, eso viene en un futu'
Por ahora sigo flex

A F T E R

In vip 3 of 4, baby, they are hoes
I have nothing for a magazine, fanta mixed with codeine
A playing card, Mommy, in this, everything is worth
In the after, there are Satans like Emily Rose
In vip 3 of 4, baby, they are hoes
I have nothing for a magazine, fanta mixed with codeine
A playing card, Mommy, in this, everything is worth
In the after, there are Satans like Emily Rose
This is the f**king Kid Knak playing in your neighborhood
Trippin, red eyes, and a shorty with a good a**
Tours, travel, a hotel, this comes in the future
For now, I'll keep flexing

Now they call me, tell me, what's Knak?
You were always the one, I'll give you my place
I don't run with f**king fakes, they're all attention seekers
They are looking for drama and they are going backwards
Calm without Xanax, addicted to weed
That helps and heals, but for real
My gang doesn't get 3k a week
Love for my mom, real love

In vip 3 of 4, baby, they are hoes
I have nothing for a magazine, fanta mixed with codeine
A playing card, Mommy, in this, everything is worth
In the after, there are Satans like Emily Rose
This is the f**king Kid Knak playing in your neighborhood
Trippin, red eyes, and a shorty with a good a**
Tours, travel, a hotel, this comes in the future
For now, I'll keep flexing