LACRIM – P38 Special (English lyrics)

1st verse :
I wonder what their past looks like, they’re powerless, they’re weak
I was told : “your future is traced” but I’ll stay around until their lights go out
Word of a bandit, we’ve got life in front of us and a tons of knives behind
Madame, Monsieur, good night, I’m bringing out the Urus, open the gate
Even sons of bitches have a few qualities, my mother, my father, in order to validate me
Money : not stronger than my mentality, one thing is for sure : I need the total
I’m on the sea side, the cops are on my ass, I’m taking stock of things and I don’t miss a drip
I know that those bastards, they got me wired, so I call, I laugh and eat my beef ribs, eh
I’m in the bedroom, she’s dancing naked, a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, I’m on my phone
You know that you gotta have balls, and then, it’s easy, all you need is a shovel
Ah yeah, my friend, I’ve got a few of them with looks in their eyes that send shivers down the spine
And two thousand bitches in Louboutin that want to suck me in the Lambo

Pre chorus :
Born in the street, nah, I wasn’t able to grow up anywhere else
Homie, tonight, if I drink all of this, I’ll end up in prison
A little date, make yourself pretty
I don’t know what your name is but you’re going to open your legs for me

Chorus :
I’m drunk, I’m going too fast
My baby is carrying the P38 on her
I collected some money but the side pouch is too small
So, my baby is carrying the P38 on her
I’m, I’m, I’m going too fast, I’m, I’m, I’m, going too fast
My baby is carrying the P38 on her
I collected some money but the side pouch is too small
So, my baby is carrying the P38 on her

2nd verse :
I’m passionate about things and I’m tired of people telling me to let it slide
If I don’t get my share and my quotations, I’ll fuck you up, it’s all business
I’m up late at night, taking stock of the situation, who are the sons of bitches that run the spot ?
And may God keep me away from poverty, and also, prison, smoking whack shit
If everyone is against you, then I’ll be on your side, if I pull my gun out, he’ll listen
If we believe in it, we’ll destroy them, if there’s storm, I’ll go straight into it
When there’s money, shit is like America, you let them eat without them deserving it
And once you need help from just one of them, those sons of bitches act like they have amnesia
You’re not going to screw me over, I know the music, the sound of the gun and the Uzi
The smell of jail, the cold from Russia, the streaming record sales and the D2C
A woman that love you is a bitch, that has vice and hidden talents
Who enjoys herself to a max before seeling you out to some guys that will tie you up

Pre chorus :
Born in the street, nah, I wasn’t able to grow up anywhere else
Homie, tonight, if I drink all of this, I’ll end up in prison
A little date, make yourself pretty
I don’t know what your name is but you’re going to open your legs for me

Chorus :
I’m drunk, I’m going too fast
My baby is carrying the P38 on her
I collected some money but the side pouch is too small
So, my baby is carrying the P38 on her
I’m, I’m, I’m going too fast, I’m, I’m, I’m, going too fast
My baby is carrying the P38 on her
I collected some money but the side pouch is too small
So, my baby is carrying the P38 on her

LACRIM – P38 Special (English lyrics)

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