Lyrics:
Sicilian story
Balda pon di mic again
Bam bam bam di li li bam bam
Speed up with the longboard today mi nah stop
Mi running too fast old man call
a million ain't shit to a nigga
A million ain't shit to a nigga
Man, I want the billions
I want the trillions
Look at me now, my bitch is Sicilian, dog
This
a billionaire yuh yuh
Bitches pullin' my Sicilian hair yuh yuh
No I do not play no truth or dare yuh yuh
Get your own bag I don't need to brag hoe
I'm about to be
the children
Only with my brothers won't let you in like we Sicilian
Got a mask to hide the feelings
Get so high we touch the ceiling
They said don't do it I
Zilliez...
Opposition to the killing's
These federal fuck's been bully's
I don't know maybe we go for the millions
Tell, a brotherhood like the Sicilian's
Quantum weapons beyond the Ages of sicilian goons
My thesis vanishes, the Stenographer thoughts Becomes a demographer
Old tech religious thoughts
feel like I'm Sicilian
Hopped up in my bag
But I'm still in my feelings
This shit right here is gone make me a killing
Whats in my other hand its gone
Leave you stagnant on train tracks
Counting up dead presidents
By the hillside
Sicilian Lillian
Shawty wanna ride
I should keep my feelings in
I should
them keys and buttons with a strategy like its chess
Sicilian defence
Sicilian defence you left your queen hanging what a mess
If I'm 1500 Elo you're 500
all, too classical
Sicilian women way more dangerous than shotguns
Protect the son yeah
Tell 'em I won
I'm going way too fast for the gravity
Oh I'll
givin me top now
Ya life is worth like a top down
My life worth is like a trillion
My bitch a Sicilian she worth like a billion
Rapepers my minions
I
no sticky , Sicilian meat balls
So, if that's what's you're into
Then go ahead and move along
Because you know I'm all about that brat
'Bout that
make me act like Sicilians
Mafia really I roll through the milly and what? (What?)
Like its not nothing to me (Not nothing to me)
Fucking my girl with
pricey show em digits how we run
Sicilian baddies on my
They know the time
All day all day
The protocol is not to rock with what their saying
What is mine
Got my bands up, feelin' like a lobbyist
Lil schlab, I'm my own style, you can't copy this
Schalabba, Sicilian mafia gang you can't try me bitch
asking for the moon
That chick was really as crazy as a loone
She was half Sicilian and (?)
I tried to make her feel relaxy
It cost me 97 dollars for
Italian, not Sicilian, but Neapolitan, the free translation of which is]
Let us tell the sea that we are making love,
Heart to heart till the end of time,
there
Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her derriere
Like smoke in the thinnest air
I open the Lamborghini, hopin' them crackers see me
Like,
You've got Sicilian imagination
Second generation
And a long way from the family crime
But you've got your own way
Sign on the line, sign
Gonna put you on trial
In a Sicilian court
I've had my fun
I've had my flings
Gonna shake 'em all down
Like the early Roman kings
asking for the moon
That chick was really as crazy as a loone
She was half Sicilian and (?)
I tried to make her feel relaxy
It cost me 97 dollars for
there
Sicilian bitch with long hair with coke in her derriere
Like smoke in the thinnest air
I open the Lamborghini, hopin' them crackers see me
Like,
A one two a one two, yeah yeah
I'd like to introduce to you
Wyclef jean with gloria estefan
When the cubans meet the haitians and sicilians
another buildin', new woop Sicilian
Thinkin' bigger, you thought I was coolin', I was takin' risks
Palisades, chillin' in the shade, might take the Bent'
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