Borsello

I come out of Gucci with (skrt skrt)
A rocket-shaped bag
I keep it empty like (skrt skrt)
Your dickhead, hey

As a kid I used to buy the parallel ones (skrt skrt)
They looked real
She pumps it for Prada bags
I have guys on the street who make euros appear

And bags disappear, abracadabra, ah
Five hundred hundred-dollar bills inside the bag
I enter the store and even buy the salesperson, huh (gruuu)
Twenty kilos on my right wrist

It always seems like the right time now, ah
Your time has already expired
You're out of fashion like your bag, damn
Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred) (skrt skrt)

With my girl in bed (bed, bed, bed, bed)
All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo) (skrt skrt)
It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred)

In my bag
With my girl in bed (bed, bed)
I keep the bag
All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo)

With my bag
It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey (skrt skrt)
In my bag
The joint between my fingers

Makes my eyes look Vietnamese (cough, cough, cough)
Never mix Nike with Adidas (never)
Never pretend, you don't live my life
Lobster in al dente pasta

My people are criminal (hey)
Pass by the cradle, brother, you are nothing
Nothing mixed with nothing (nothing)
Inside my bag there's a little kid

The Glock and even his Pincher
Don't overdo it with the material
You're as hard as a Sphinx
Grams and money in fake CKs

Louis monogram in my eyes
Pink pussy, shocking pink
Your girl with me shopping
G-U-E, you know I keep it pucciato

I fill her up like her Gucci fanny pack
Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred) (skrt skrt)
With my girl in bed (bed, bed, bed, bed)
All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo) (skrt skrt)

It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred)
In my bag
With my girl in bed (bed, bed)
I keep the bag

All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo)
With my bag
It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey (skrt skrt)
In my bag
In my bag
You can find everything you need (skrt)
I go around, I left bag, backpack, and little backpack

Too beautiful in the center, I walk inside a circle
And always pay, new bag bought (Komparema)
I hit the target, two thousand five hundred
My father says less (skrt skrt)

I don't talk nonsense (no)
You know I'm the real deal (yes)
Bag over the jacket
Skin on skin (ohi-ohi)

KNGL, I manage things from the cell
Like inside a cell
I enter Gucci, Balenciaga, and Excelsior (hey, ya)
Bag even without a shirt (hey, ya)

Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred) (skrt skrt)
With my girl in bed (bed, bed, bed, bed)
All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo) (skrt skrt)
It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey, hey

Hundred hundred-dollar bills (hundred, hundred)
In my bag
With my girl in bed (bed, bed)
I keep the bag
All Kenzo in the center (Kenzo, Kenzo)

With my bag
It would even fit a gun, hey, hey, hey (skrt skrt)
In my bag
In my bag
In my bag
In my bag
In my bag