LACRIM - Fugazi ft. M HUNCHO, 3ROBI (English lyrics)

Intro (M Huncho) :
Money’s important
And Huncho is scoring
Thank God for the morning
Enthusiastic
Yeah, yeah

1st Verse (M Huncho) :
Money’s important
And Huncho is scoring
Thank God for the morning
Enthusiastic about all the money
Move Mexican bitch, I don’t know any Spanish, yeah
I just pulled up in a venue, I vanish
I’m still smoking ammi, sometimes we do cali
We still eat wasabi
And it is so regular
Weed in the vehicle, yeah
She says “I’m creme de la creme”
I just flew from London to Lisbon, then Lisbon to London
Then, London to Amsterdam, and I ran into Lacrim, shit
I’m just a reasonable man, yeah
They got no reasonable doubt
Pull up in the studio, they call me money, ’cause every time Huncho walks into the room
Yeah, yeah
He’s got large amounts
Sometimes I chill I ain’t bothered to count
I coulda taken a different route
Coulda been at it just chasing for clout
But you know that all of that’s not what I’m about
But they all got reasonable doubt
On my life God, I’m not letting them drown
Had to send some yutes out of town, shit
I was just chasing some pounds, shit
They were just chasing some pounds, yeah
They could tell I was from ’round here
When you got nuked I was out there
There’s no fugazi around here

2nd Verse (Lacrim) :
I’m fucking shit up, we all agree
27 meters long, ten Colombian girls on board
With a G-string, she passes by on roller skates
I want money no matter the color
We got jammers, for your trackers
We move fast, word of an ex-arm robber
I walk alone, I drive a Polo, a good price for 300 kilos
You know, I’ve see a lot of little sons of bitches act like phonies and then end up getting a “prr”
I’m from the 9.4, I drive a Porsche, you see my face, it’ll go “prr” right away
We’ve got Gucci, watches, I swear on my mother’s life that there’s a lot of them, yeah, that would love to get money and money out of us
I’m no longer broke, remember that I found a way out, in every car, homie

Pre-Chorus (Lacrim) :
I was born in the dope spot, yeah
Straight out of my tower, yeah
I’m down to smoke you, yeah
I’m down to smoke you, eh
Straight out of my tower, yeah
I’m down to smoke you, yeah
I’m down to smoke you, eh

Chorus (M Huncho) :
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we have gone clear
Yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we have gone clear
Yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
There’s no fugazi around here
They’re still thinking that we have gone clear
Yeah, yeah
They’re still thinking that we have gone clear
Yeah, yeah
There’s no fugazi around here

3rd verse (3robi):
3robimayne, an arab in a porsche
With my boys and we are shopping in france
With kali, smoking smoothie in Barcelona
Shut the fuck up, ????
On the grind, until we get to see big money
And you can’t just make someone your bro
A lot of fake men want to see me dead
I’m in Morocco, I’m enjoying myself
Amsterdam is my city represent
That sosa, that white
Always active in the night
Men are looking for fights
Open that bottle with friends and flex
I’m with lacrim and we are smoking that mack
I’m on the grind, Airmax
For the haters I blow another stack
Im here with thieves and we are looking for loot
We are coming in houses mayne without any sound
A lot of problems but we can handle it
Champagne bottles motherfucker I spray
Im wearing that Louis Vuitton
You know I can be crazy for an amount
No driver license in a car worth 100.000
He ran his mouth, i made him shut it