Lacrim – 6.35 ft Sch, Sadek (English lyrics)

Intro (Sch) :
Fack, mathafack
It’s the S, Gotze
Number 19
Ripro
Lacrim, Sadek, Kore
A.W.A the mafia
Puto

Chorus (Sch) :
I could start counting the purple euro bills
Bro, I’m not safe yet
Mom told me “come home safe and sound”
Life is hard, I can see the bottom of the glass
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans

1rst vere (Sch) :
Puto, I’m on my way, put on your high heels
Take of your pants, show me your talents
Very ambitious, I’ll make you search for air in the water
And I’ve got non-erasable stigmas
My dick is in the pussy
The girl that is sucking me can’t feel her teeth
Faggot, I’ve got Marseilles on my raincoat
Where are my scélérats ? I’m the indelible, there’s nothing but Vélédas around here
I said that I was going to fuck them, right now I’m only slipping a finger in
I’m high, I’m seeing everything in dark
I’m in their near futur, mathafack

Chorus (Sch) :
I could start counting the purple euro bills
Bro, I’m not safe yet
Mom told me “come home safe and sound”
Life is hard, I can see the bottom of the glass
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans

2nd verse (Sadek) :
Your team full of fake copy won’t make it pass the Italian border
I broke the rap game’s ass, send it over to get an MRI
Kill or be killed, the answer is clear to me, there’s no dilemma
Because I would rather see your mother crying than mines
Spray, spray, run, Andale, Andale
You’ve been on the dope spot for so many years
Bsahtek the O.G, now it’s time to leave
I got homies that got betrayed
By their best friend or their older brother
You never snitched
But at the same time, you never did anything

Chorus (Sch) :
I could start counting the purple euro bills
Bro, I’m not safe yet
Mom told me “come home safe and sound”
Life is hard, I can see the bottom of the glass
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans

3rd verse (Lacrim) :
Most of those who talk are liars
I’m smoking weed, you smelled the scent
For all my brothers that are getting locked up
From les Baumettes to Villepinte all the way to Nanterre
You didn’t have any money so you sold drugs
You put all your stock in the shed
No more scuffles, except in jail
There’s no nine milimiter for those who get picked on
Give me back my money, arm long, all the way to the sky
I’m going back to my old country, a 4×4 under the sun
XXX
We’re not far from a million
There’s some weed, some coke and some blunt
We’ll fuck you up for some Dom Pérignon

Chorus (Sch) :
I could start counting the purple euro bills
Bro, I’m not safe yet
Mom told me “come home safe and sound”
Life is hard, I can see the bottom of the glass
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans jeans
Jeans, jeans jeans jeans, jeans jeans jeans
I’ve got my 6.35 in my jeans

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