Текст и перевод песни Tha Supreme - 6itch

6itch

La mamma che mi chiama
E lei sta preoccupata
Fumo e sto nella culla
La luna vuole calma
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
La mamma che mi chiama
E lei sta preoccupata
Fumo e sto nella culla
La luna vuole calma
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Fame di sogni yaya
O la palmi o la fumi yaya
Sai che poi non ritorni yaya
Male che vada scappa yaya
Rido ha rido ha ma my god tu sai già
Scappi te e vivo i sogni yaya
Double cup falla te o fammi un the
Basta che scende l'ansia mamma
Per la fame e non fama, vivo i sogni
Tutti i giorni
Fai lo storto, come torni
Non ritorni, con la droga in corpo e i soldi,
Vuoi risolvo, ma risolvi?
(Ma risolvi?)
Te lo devo dire oggi
Anche doma che non si sa mai se poi abbocchi
Che la tocchi piano e poi dice che te la compri
Buona vita a te e a quei monchi
La mamma che mi chiama
E lei sta preoccupata
Fumo e sto nella culla
La luna vuole calma
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
La mamma che mi chiama
E lei sta preoccupata
Fumo e sto nella culla
La luna vuole calma
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma sono tutte bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Ma non sopporto bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

6itch

Mom's calling me
And she's worried
Smoking, lying in my cradle
The moon wants calm
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Mom's calling me
And she's worried
Smoking, lying in my cradle
The moon wants calm
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Hungry for dreams, yeah
Either you win or you smoke it, yeah
You know you won't come back, yeah
Worst case, just run, yeah
I laugh and laugh, but my God, you already know
You escape and I live my dreams, yeah
Double cup, make it yourself or make me some tea
As long as the anxiety fades, Mom
For the hunger, not the fame, I live my dreams
Every day
You do wrong, how do you come back?
You don't come back, with drugs in your body and money,
You want me to solve it, but do you solve it?
(Do you solve it?)
I have to tell you today
Even tomorrow, you never know if you'll bite
That I touch it softly and then you say you'll buy it
Good life to you and those one-eyed fools
Mom's calling me
And she's worried
Smoking, lying in my cradle
The moon wants calm
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
Mom's calling me
And she's worried
Smoking, lying in my cradle
The moon wants calm
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
But you're all bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches
And I can't stand bitches, bitches, bitches, bitches