TESSERA SANITARIA English Translation Lyrics by Night Skinny
I’m the Apache, Tévez, playing in Buenos Aires
If you smoke this stuff, your legs will start to shake
My slimes, samurai, they’ve got four swords in hand
In this room, it’s not snowing, there’s hail
Mold is coming from the roof, so it’s hailing from the plate
My brother doesn’t touch it, he smokes, then he deals
Ten K’s, all ten inside a cardigan
Flying straight to Marsala, I can’t feel my face anymore
I have a problem, I’m chillin’ with a crocodile belt
Sitting on the stamp, my domain rises
I have things to think about, I don’t dye my hair
Always dark skin, I look like I’m from Santo Domingo
I lower the window, smoke comes out, air comes in
I have four pieces in my pocket and my health card
In my mouth, I have the words to buy another house
I lost ten kilos and didn’t go on a diet
Weigh it, then bag it for a bag
We’ll fill this bitch up completely
Money in the bag, the bag weighs a ton
Two chicks in the cake, but it’s not my birthday
And from the two hits, you become nice
I’ve always counted money and I don’t know math
My brother talks little, when he speaks he stutters
It’s mafia slime, it’s not plastic shit
I hoped that by gathering here we could reason, and I’m always ready to do whatever is necessary to find a peaceful solution to these problems
My flow, you know well, if it wants, it’ll tear you up
The gram on the health card
Shrimp in the glass, you see double the Cuban
I have a Cohiba in my jacket, I’m with Ivan in the Jaguar
All this, Mafia Slime, when traveling I have the Rimowa
Your girl is alone, she’s got ricotta in her pussy
My desire, my hunger, I swear I haven’t removed it
If we lose zero to three, we’ll have to make a comeback
Nerissima, I have the whore calling me from a street
She has the boyfriend who was scrapping, a child born with seven fingers
This stuff is ABC, in the Airbnb, she’s being bad
Buying a new Rolex, I go with the Fiat (Punto)
I’ve been smoking a lot lately
Health card in my pocket
I avoid hot plates among these people
I touch the chandelier, all this coconut isn’t enough for you
I’ve been smoking a lot lately
Health card in my pocket
I avoid hot plates among these people
I touch the chandelier, all this coconut isn’t enough for you
Rolex, Daytona, my wrist shows the time
Nothing brushes against me, I redid it and it looks new
“Be good and study at school,” mom always said
I was twelve and sold my first joint
I make money, count money, spend money all day
She has a porn movie face, I shot a porn video with her
I stop time when I speak, the sink is made of yellow gold
Oysters and champagne, I raise my crest like a rooster
I pay everything cash, I don’t make a bad impression
Fuck taxes, that shit is garbage
All hard, eats little, poor thing, she has a stomach ache
I’m an empty person with withdrawal crises
I’ve been smoking a lot lately
Health card in my pocket
I avoid hot plates among these people
I touch the chandelier, all this coconut isn’t enough for you
I’ve been smoking a lot lately
Health card in my pocket
I avoid hot plates among these people
I touch the chandelier, all this coconut isn’t enough for you