Текст и перевод песни Visa Cartier - Pasif Marşı

Pasif Marşı

3-4 bin, bin-bine çift bin
Götüm on-point tabi hemde baya juicy
Dep-depremler yaratır pistte
Dolgu eklemesiz
Tabi senin doktor tatilde

İzmir, Samsun fark etmedi
İksindede slay
Randevunuz hangi güne?
İkisine dedim bey
Buluşalım dedim geldi
Chanel arkası iki gey
Pis kız, pis oğlan
Kokuttunuz mahalleyi be

Bu şarkı bi marş juicy götlü pasiflere
Kimseyi takmayan para yapan pasiflere
Götü satmayan (ı-ı) almayan pasiflere
Ve kaşe basan para saçan pasiflere

Sanat eseri, bitch, sanat eseri
Benim fiziğim müzede bi sanat eseri
Bakıp bakıp duruyosun nedir ki ederi
Emin ol keko manitan neyse verirdi ederini

Ama para yok ihtiyacım,
Senin gibi otobanlarda, takılmam canım
Geneleve dönen evinin kirası arttı
Senin otoban mesaini arttıralım

İzmir, Samsun fark etmedi
İksindede slay
Randevunuz hangi güne?
İkisine dedim bey
Buluşalım dedim geldi
Chanel arkası iki gey
Pis kız, pis oğlan
Kokuttunuz mahalleyi be

Bu şarkı bi marş juicy götlü pasiflere
Kimseyi takmayan para yapan pasiflere
Götü satmayan (ı-ı) almayan pasiflere
Ve kaşe basan para saçan pasiflere

Passive Anthem

3-4 thousand, a thousand-thousand double thousand
My ass is on-point, and it's pretty juicy
It creates earthquakes on the dance floor
No fillers
Of course your doctor is on vacation

Izmir, Samsun, it didn't matter
I slayed in both
What day is your appointment?
I told them both, "baby"
I said let's meet, he came
Two gays behind Chanel
Dirty girl, dirty boy
You guys stank up the neighborhood

This song is an anthem for juicy-assed passives
Passives who don't care about anyone and make money
Passives who don't sell (no) and don't buy their ass
And passives who stamp their mark and throw money around

Work of art, bitch, work of art
My physique is a work of art in a museum
You keep staring at it, what's its worth?
Rest assured, your basic man-whore would pay anything for it

But I don't need money,
I wouldn't hang out on highways like you, darling
Your apartment turned into a brothel, rent went up
Let's increase your highway work shifts

Izmir, Samsun, it didn't matter
I slayed in both
What day is your appointment?
I told them both, "baby"
I said let's meet, he came
Two gays behind Chanel
Dirty girl, dirty boy
You guys stank up the neighborhood

This song is an anthem for juicy-assed passives
Passives who don't care about anyone and make money
Passives who don't sell (no) and don't buy their ass
And passives who stamp their mark and throw money around