I don't want time with you
I came to see your money
Bring the pistol on the pocket
You know, don't do this to me
Bitches are dancing like the tambourine
You know I'm killing it when I feel like it
I don't want time with you
If you don't like it, fuck off
I've got the 9mm pistol in my pocket
I told them not to do this to me
You know, we'll go 'till the end
All my people are crazy
I flex on my ex
They learned that I broke up and they spam me on texts
I'm at Marbella watching palm trees
The only one who came out of the working class
Big Snik, I'm waiting for the big one
While I'm running through the Balkans they speak so much
I flex because I earned this, I used to live on the street
Ten handbags because I deserve this, coming out of Duomo
Butterfly door, I'm coming on with a new whip
While rappers in Greece do backflips
Truly we the best no Khaled
I was a dealer on my school, like Mad Clip
Ass like Cardi B
If you have I'll buy for you the new Louis V (Ay)
So you can flex it on IG (Yeah yeah)
I don't care how much it costs I'm a certified G (Yeah)
I hope this one is good too
Fuck the hype, you're a pussy, cover up, yeah
Money, money in my pocket so I'm comfortable
From Salerno, baby, to the center, up to the Naviglio
See how it shines, yeah, I'll whistle at that, hey
Sweet sweet like caramel
God won't help us but we have him on our necks
Tattoos on us, we represent this savannah
Baby shake that ass, it's a party
I do well, more than one shell remains on the ground
G.U.E., Pla-Plaza type mafia, better be careful
Here an ugly airwave blows
Bad boy, growing up among big buildings
Bad bitch, she wants to wear me at all cost
Look, every bar is hot, so big
Stress, better quit with what you're doing, gang
I don't want time with you
I came to see your money
Bring the pistol on the pocket
You know, don't do this to me
Bitches are dancing like the tambourine
You know I'm killing it when I feel like it
I don't want time with you
If you don't like it, fuck off
I've got the 9mm pistol in my pocket
I told them not to do this to me
You know, we'll go 'till the end
All my people are crazy
Uh, stop boy, yeah
I'm Zini mo, you can see me wherever you want
Remember when I told you I'd go even higher than here
I'm Zini mo, eeny, meeny, money, moe
Remember when I said "ah ah ah ah ah"? (Wouh)
Hey, If I'm on, everybody's on
Coming with my whole group, man like Wagwan
When I'm done (Ay), I'm done (Ay)
And everything is done (Ay)
Listen up, me another one, another one
So me tell 'em (Tell 'em)
Come on sugar, take ya heart and meet me lover
So me tell 'em (Tell 'em)
Come on sugar (Sugar), for the gyal I'ma got bitch lover (Ha)
Girl see me in Santorini living up boss life like, King Zini (prr)
Yeah, mister young Soprano, got hundreds in my pockets
And we're shopping in Milano, yeah (Tin Tin)
Sex tape in my iPhone (Sextape)
I'll get rich if I sell it (Haha)
I make stacks, I stay on the streets like Ibra
So much, that I should change my name to IBAN
I break the laws, mini money, mini
Bitch in Santorini, with a big ass, breaks the leggings
Bitch how much will it cost me
You want sex, say it
The crocodile on my lacoste is crying
We hit your head, you hear din-dan like Dsquared
Miro in front, red ball, infra-red
G.U.E., Milan's Finest
I have a brothel in every sense on my direct (haha)
Flow mafia, Mediterranean and Balkans
People looking out from the balconies
On the boat in Ibiza, I take a jet to Napoli
Just to order a pizza
I don't want time with you
I came to see your money
Bring the pistol on the pocket
You know, don't do this to me
Bitches are dancing like the tambourine
You know I'm killing it when I feel like it
I don't want time with you
If you don't like it, fuck off
I've got the 9mm pistol in my pocket
I told them not to do this to me
You know, we'll go 'till the end
All my people are crazy
I've got the 9mm pistol in my pocket
I told them not to do this to me
You know, we'll go 'till the end
All my people are crazy