BUGIA (English Translations) Lyrics by Lazza, Tory Lanez is brand new song sung by Lazza, Tory Lanez and music of this latest song is given by Drillionaire. BUGIA (English Translations) song lyrics are also penned down by Drillionaire, Tory Lanez, Lazza.
Song: | BUGIA (English Translations) |
Singer: | Lazza, Tory Lanez |
Music: | Drillionaire |
Lyrics: | Drillionaire, Tory Lanez, Lazza |
Album: | SIRIO (2022) |
BUGIA (English Translations) Lyrics
Uh-yeh (Mob, mob)
Uh-yeh (Lil Tory)
Diego
Hey, hey
By now, i don’t care that much
If you don’t text me for an hour but you’re online
Five zeros on my parquet
I’ll make them disappear before
You can tell me one more lie
VVS in my Cartier, i will already be gone
Christian Dior, i don’t fall even if God diss me
Stupid her that day she told me goodbye
She left me alone that i was obsessed
My AP marks the time to buy a Patek Philippe
I don’t let myself be moved by wires
Zzala, you know that father, mother and children
They didn’t tell you that
I have a limited shoe, i swear
So cool that if you’re in the dark
To look at it i know you turn on the flash and
Pretend your hashish has dropped
I’m waiting for someone to explain to me
How come the word is wasted now
Bro, i’m pissed if the dinner is decent
She texts me “Adoro” like M¥SS KETA
They always stop me at all the airports
To the sample check
Perhaps because even there they noticed
That Zzala, bro, is a champion
I hope to see you again downstairs
If i look out on the balcony
And instead i do the slalom among the snakes
To go to the counter
By now, i don’t care that much
If you don’t text me for an hour but you’re online
Five zeros on my parquet
I’ll make them disappear before
You can tell me one more lie
VVS in my Cartier, i will already be gone
I ain’t never gonna done this, silly
F*ck about your wrist, lil’ b!tch my own wrist chilly
Twenty different foreigns like I own this city
Forty-four b!tches, they gon’ fall to the biddy, yeah
I’m on, is you with me?
I got gun bustin’ shooters
When it come to murder, we ain’t talkin’, b!tch, we do it
Five star b!tches keep comin’, I’ma cool while I’m
Thumbin’ through this money, yeah, I’m stuntin’ and it’s true, n!gga
F*ck it, I just blew it
I got ten bad b!tches, you can tell me that I am lone
I f*ck every bad b!tch that used to tell me that I am broke
I got a crib in the hill, eighty mil’ on a deal
All that money you talk finna kill me for real, ahah
By now, i don’t care that much (Lil Tory)
If you don’t text me for an hour but you’re online (Canada)
Five zeros on my parquet
I’ll make them disappear before
You can tell me one more lie
VVS in my Cartier, i will already be gone
By now, i don’t care that much
If you don’t text me for an hour but you’re online
Five zeros on my parquet
I’ll make them disappear before
You can tell me one more lie
VVS in my Cartier, i’ll be already gone