Elicê – PIT Lyrics
Artist: Elicê
Song: PIT
Deixa essas cara correndo em círculo
Empacotando a carga no cubículo
Feed pro Insta’ não é R&B
Tô queimando minha erva verde tipo Piccolo
Pensa que sabe, não sabe de nada
Eles não precisam ver nosso corre
Quando eu tiver com as notas empilhadas
Sempre vai ter verme pra falar que foi sorte
Mano eu não ligo quem é o teu plug
Essas ruas me ensinaram no love
Se tu tirar dinheiro do meu bolso
Te mostro que essa rushei tipo
Tira sua mão suja da minha bag
27 horas de estúdio eu tô mec
Mano para, tu não nasceu pro Trap
Até muito pobre eu já tinha o swag
Jogo na blunt e acendo esse green
Sprite do Mc’ com promethazine
Alma da festa, inimigo do fim
Tua mina e as amigas no meu camarim
Eles vem atrás, mas só comem poeira
Não saem do lugar, tipo correr na esteira
Eu tenho munição pra semana inteira
Tu é tua gang é tudo de bobeira!
Corrente amarela dando choque tipo Pikachu
Mostro que tô flex nesse old skool
Rolezinho com ela pela Zona Sul
Mordo teu pescoço tipo pitbull
Corrente amarela tipo Pikachu
Mostro que tô flex nesse old skool
Rolezinho com ela pela Zona Sul
Mordo teu pescoço tipo pitbull
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PIT Lyrics – English Translation
Leave those face running in a circle
Packing the load on the cubicle
Feed pro urges’ is not R & B
I’m burning my green grass Piccolo
Think you know, you do not know anything
They do not need to see our run
When I have the stacked notes
Always will have worm to say it was luck
I do not care who your plug is
These streets taught me in love
If you take money from my pocket
I show you that this kidney type
Take your dirty hand from my bag.
27 hours studio I’m MEC
Mano for, you were not born to the trap
Even very poor I already had the swag
Game on blunt and get this green
MC ‘Sprite with Promethazine
Soul of the party, end enemy
Your mine and your friends in my dressing room.
They come back, but just eat dust
Do not leave the place, type running on the treadmill
I have ammunition for the whole week
You are your gang is all silly!
Yellow chain giving pikachu type shock
I show that I’m flex in this Old Skool
Roll with her by the south zone
I bite your pitbull neck
Yellow Chain Type Pikachu
I show that I’m flex in this Old Skool
Roll with her by the south zone
I bite your pitbull neck
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Elicê Lyrics – PIT
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From the album:
PIT
Release Year: 2020