I Teach U
(Fear is drippin' another one)
20100 city, sanno il name
Frate, we don't fuck in giro
You can't touch un g da un kilo
È casa mia, I don't pay l'affitto
Ti uccido, I own my bitch, calibra il tiro o mi fai i deepthroat
I don't beg for none, ti puo strappar la skin dal viso
Sul piatto china white presa dal Glovo, she like kiss me
I fumo just a blunt, poi fall asleep cause I don't pippo
She can't find me, then she call the sbirri, already miss me
This troia gave me brain, she love to suck it tipo Chicco
I only care me stesso, u're too weak per stare next to me
You want stay in the mezzo, fool
Torna a school, sei wack for this
I can give you il zzoca, no one lose, è solo win to win
She can't go too deep ma è troppo clean un kiss al Listerine
Eating chicken feet coi polli appesi
Still in strada, we stay brazy
Rari black coi friend armeni
Do la storia in couple months
I buy u prima il Benz poi l'AP
Too grande u can't take it
Dick ain't free, puttana pay me
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Trenta al pacco, send it to my place, cambia il prezzo
Do l'amico sulla way to make me ricco
We don't parla con la digos
Le scrivo uccido il beat, I feel like genius come Elon
Il mio plug sa tutto but he never read a libro
Il cazzo, go down slow finché non dice: "I cannot breath"
I do my thing, ho messo troppo, shoot me come Biggie
Mi schianto with a bus al GF VIP, l'Italia feel me
Lo studio full of bitches, cosa fa quando registro
I can't be broke, investo, I did lo stesso, try to stop me
They leave me solo a casa, I burn it down, Macaulay culkin
Io faccio what I want like I'm giro with machine gun
Ti insegno how to do it, scemo I choke you with my cinghia
Eating chicken feet, we like cinesi
She don't talk, viene da Beijing
Twenty box, la foto piedi
Went a cena a couple of time
Mi paga il conto, kind amazing
Too grande, you can't take me down
Difesa scuola, Gracie
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
20100 city, sanno il name
Frate, we don't fuck in giro
You can't touch un g da un kilo
È casa mia, I don't pay l'affitto
Ti uccido, I own my bitch, calibra il tiro o mi fai i deepthroat
I don't beg for none, ti puo strappar la skin dal viso
Sul piatto china white presa dal Glovo, she like kiss me
I fumo just a blunt, poi fall asleep cause I don't pippo
She can't find me, then she call the sbirri, already miss me
This troia gave me brain, she love to suck it tipo Chicco
I only care me stesso, u're too weak per stare next to me
You want stay in the mezzo, fool
Torna a school, sei wack for this
I can give you il zzoca, no one lose, è solo win to win
She can't go too deep ma è troppo clean un kiss al Listerine
Eating chicken feet coi polli appesi
Still in strada, we stay brazy
Rari black coi friend armeni
Do la storia in couple months
I buy u prima il Benz poi l'AP
Too grande u can't take it
Dick ain't free, puttana pay me
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Trenta al pacco, send it to my place, cambia il prezzo
Do l'amico sulla way to make me ricco
We don't parla con la digos
Le scrivo uccido il beat, I feel like genius come Elon
Il mio plug sa tutto but he never read a libro
Il cazzo, go down slow finché non dice: "I cannot breath"
I do my thing, ho messo troppo, shoot me come Biggie
Mi schianto with a bus al GF VIP, l'Italia feel me
Lo studio full of bitches, cosa fa quando registro
I can't be broke, investo, I did lo stesso, try to stop me
They leave me solo a casa, I burn it down, Macaulay culkin
Io faccio what I want like I'm giro with machine gun
Ti insegno how to do it, scemo I choke you with my cinghia
Eating chicken feet, we like cinesi
She don't talk, viene da Beijing
Twenty box, la foto piedi
Went a cena a couple of time
Mi paga il conto, kind amazing
Too grande, you can't take me down
Difesa scuola, Gracie
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Fra', I teach you how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
Zitto fra', I teach u how to do it
I can make it vero, you look stupid
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Writer(s): Davide Lombardi, Li Gioi Paolo
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