O my beautiful Madonnina, shining from afar
All golden and so tiny, you rule over Milan
Let’s go, andiamo
West side, shit, Santana
One, two (Hey), three
Milan is burning, my guys are on it, yours are out of breath (Milan)
I’m spreading terror through these streets like the devil’s seed (This is Milan)
Here it’s no game, they know I’m real every day of the year (Bu-bu-bu)
It’s not just a song, this is revenge written in an album (Exactly)
Okay, biz-biz, I’m in the zone and don’t hear your beef, bih
I still do the stuff I talked about (Bu-bu), but deep down, we know you’re copying (Wow)
I’ve got a revolver with smooth lines, leaves a hole bigger than a piercing (Okay)
In the hands that my guys shoot with, the same ones you use to tweet (Okay)
So yeah, there’s a difference
I’m at the top, no room in my schedule
Trackhawk speeding down the boulevard
I know how to handle the pressure
My team wins, bro, never ties
The truth is when Shiva raps, the scene goes mute (Exactly)
The opposite of what it seems
The more I spit shit, the more the shit is in demand
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay
We’re in the street, street every day (Bu-bu)
It’s been a while since I’ve seen God (Milan)
Seems like he doesn’t look at my people (Milan)
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay (Bu-bu)
Blood red, money rain (Exactly)
Got a stick on my side (Psst-psst)
I only trust her (This is Milan)
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay (Bu-bu)
We’re in the street, street every day (Milan)
It’s been a while since I’ve seen God (Milan)
Seems like he doesn’t look at my people
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay
Blood red, money rain (Prince)
Got a stick on my side (Pow-pow)
I only trust her (Exactly)
Pow, Pow
Take 5, son of a bitch
My name’s Santana, now I’ve got all the smoke (Santana)
The last one who challenged the squad
His legs looked like noodles after (Exactly)
Tools like bats because thanks to the flashes, they see even in the dark (Psst-psst)
I multiply this cash by the cube
Put the dash (Let’s go), but it’s not Fast & Furious
Eh-ah, with my rage, I filled the charts (Bu-bu)
Pussy, everyone knows your rap is cap (Milan)
If you do MMA, I do “click-clack” (Milan)
Tell me who’s winning, I fly over the top (Skrrt)
Feel the cold wind, cold is the G-lock (Bu-bu)
Still don’t get why you challenge me
Maybe you want your face on a t-shirt (Exactly)
Big guns with tubes, they’re comfy
Seats with velvet, they’re soft (Skrrt-skrrt)
Milan is red, yeah, Milan is red
But for the blood shed by your men
I believe in God, but I follow my logic
Don’t take actions if you don’t want reactions (No)
I’ve got an army ready, what you’ve seen, brother, were just exercises
Now Milan burns
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay
We’re in the street, street every day (Bu-bu)
It’s been a while since I’ve seen God (Milan)
Seems like he doesn’t look at my people (Milan)
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay (Bu-bu)
Blood red, money rain (Exactly)
Got a stick on my side (Psst-psst)
I only trust her (This is Milan)
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay (Bu-bu)
We’re in the street, street every day (Milan)
It’s been a while since I’ve seen God (Milan)
Seems like he doesn’t look at my people
Mhm-mhm-mhm, okay, okay
Blood red, money rain (Prince)
Got a stick on my side (Pow-pow)
I only trust her (Exactly)