Текст и перевод песни Sugoi Kimono - zo školy do banky

zo školy do banky

Smejeme sa zo školy do banky
Skáču čísla do mobilu, nemyslím tým známky
Kamoš hustler - 100G v bunde, a smrdí celá šatňa
Chodím po chodbách mám Off-White forcy, usmievam sa

Do zošita nepíšem poznámky ale texty
Na hodine mám airpod, počúvame nové tapy
Kývem hlavou do rytmu, nepočujem, mám to piči
Nikto nevie že moj fit stojí tak dve tisíc

A keď mi to raz búchne tak to jebem, sorry mama
A viem že to raz búchne, to neriešim, jaká sláva?
Robím čo ma baví, usmievam sa
Smejem sa keď je na beate ujebaná basa

Na smiech, no není to sranda
Počúvam vás a rozbolela ma z vás hned hlava
Nepatríme sem, čo poviem ja to je pravda
Nemám vás rád a vidíme sa zas zajtra

100 v 50 zóne po Cali a nemám vodičák
Dojdem na párty furt milujú ma je to lit as fuck
Najlepši v podzemí, rookie roka to je bez debát
Stále neviem kadykudykam

Keď sa povie párty - tak budem lit as fuck
Keď sa ide out - tak so mnou počítaj
Eurá nepočítam, robí to za mňa PayPal
Apple Pay neotváram, nechcem vedieť čo míňam

Smejeme sa zo školy do banky
Skáču čísla do mobilu, nemyslím tým známky
Kamoš hustler - 100G v bunde, a smrdí celá šatňa
Chodím po chodbách mám Off-White forcy, usmievam sa

Do zošita nepíšem poznámky ale texty
Na hodine mám airpod, počúvame nové tapy
Kývem hlavou do rytmu, nepočujem, mám to piči
Nikto nevie že moj fit stojí tak dve tisíc

From School to the Bank

Laughing all the way from school to the bank
Numbers jumping in my phone, ain't talking about grades
Homie's a hustler - 100G in his jacket, and the whole locker room stinks
Walking down the hallways in my Off-White Forces, smiling

Not taking notes but writing lyrics in my notebook
Got my AirPods in class, listening to new beats
Nodding my head to the rhythm, can't hear a thing, I don't give a damn
Nobody knows my fit costs two grand

And when I blow up, I'll let it all go, sorry mama
And I know I'll blow up one day, why worry about the fame?
Doing what I love, smiling
Laughing when the beat drops with a nasty bass

It's funny, but it's not a joke
Listening to you and I got an immediate headache
We don't belong here, what I'm saying is the truth
I don't like you and I'll see you tomorrow

100 in a 50 zone on Cali and I ain't got a license
Pull up to the party, they still love me, it's lit as fuck
Best in the underground, rookie of the year, no debate
Still lost as fuck

When they say party - I'll be lit as fuck
When they say go out - count me in
I don't count euros, PayPal does it for me
I don't open Apple Pay, don't wanna know how much I'm spending

Laughing all the way from school to the bank
Numbers jumping in my phone, ain't talking about grades
Homie's a hustler - 100G in his jacket, and the whole locker room stinks
Walking down the hallways in my Off-White Forces, smiling

Not taking notes but writing lyrics in my notebook
Got my AirPods in class, listening to new beats
Nodding my head to the rhythm, can't hear a thing, I don't give a damn
Nobody knows my fit costs two grand