Capri-Sun English Translation Lyrics by B10
Entering the beat with class, like Andrea Pirlo
Dribbling, yes, like Robinho
Getting down low, in Cicinho mode
Cutting counterattacks, like Kimpembe
Keep saying my success was luck
I notice it stings and it hurts too
I have no one to call boss
I save that move and don’t usually splurge
On white things, many lose their way
In my neighborhood they hate me but I don’t care
Who said they’d praise me for singing?
If those around you don’t believe
Open up if it starts to clear up
I’m a leaf moved by the wind
I like to flow and not plan anything
I like to be alone
In silence and “Do Not Disturb”
Doing my work and sharing the fruits always with the FAM
Of few words, yes I am (Yes I am)
Observe, listen, and stay quiet (-ly)
Call me commander
My crew lacks nothing
Entering the beat with class, like Andrea Pirlo
Dribbling, yes, like Robinho
Getting down low, in Cicinho mode
Cutting counterattacks, like Kimpembe
Keep saying my success was luck
I notice it stings and it hurts too
I have no one to call boss
Oh, yo, oh
Oh, yo, B man
How so?
Yo, oh, oh
Yo, oh, oh
Yo, oh, oh
Yo
I want to go with the G’s to Bali
To act cool on Kuta Beach
Take the bike and do several routes
I’m in airplane mode, don’t argue with me
Towel around my neck and Capri-Sun in hand
Doing mischief like Barco
Bradley Barcola to be exact
Celebrating the goal, like Vini on the field
Joga Bonito like Brazil with Ronaldinho
Playing as if they were kids
Taking down rivals like Robinho
I told my bro he’d make it
He just had to trust
Time will put him in his place
We trust it will happen
Look, I show nothing on social media
And they’re doing a “Get Ready With Me”
Look at me, relaxed, I’m chilling
You’ll never know where I usually go
I don’t lend a hand because they take the arm
And then problems usually come, yes
And I let them go, and I let them go (Yo)
I can’t pretend to be friendly anymore
If they come, I know they’re not to be trusted, lol
What are they going to tell me?
Wasting their time, that’s how they are (Yes)
I always cover my face
I leave the fame to others
I already said I’m in search of peace and happiness, yo
Yo
Oh, yo, B man
Yo, take this, eh
Take, take
Take this, eh
Eh, yo, take this
Eh, ah
Eh, take this, eh
I want to go with the G’s to Bali
To act cool on Kuta Beach
Take the bike and do several routes
I’m in airplane mode, don’t argue with me
Towel around my neck and Capri-Sun in hand
Doing mischief like Barco