
Italy Russ
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Just got back from Italy (Haha)
Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me
Y'all can’t get rid of me (Y'all can't get rid of me, deal with it)
And making a mini-me, that ain't gon' work
Are y'all kidding me? (Y'all kidding me?)
Shit, I got some blood in my mouth
But y'all did not finish me (Y'all tried)
I'm here to stay
Just got back from Italy (Haha)
Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me
Y'all can’t get rid of me (Y'all can't get rid of me, deal with it)
And making a mini-me, that ain't gon' work
Are y'all kidding me? (Y'all kidding me?)
Shit, I got some blood in my mouth
But y'all did not finish me (Y'all tried)
I'm here to stay
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I just got back from the motherland (Yeah)
I just ran up another hundred grand (Yeah)
Women try to get in my pants, I don't dance
But I made a couple rappers do the Running Man
Hatin' off a phone that your momma bought
How are you a boss, but you got a boss? (True)
Why you so mad at me?
I just say the truth, y'all are just shutting us off (Off)
True, I'm in Italy drinking wine 'til I throw up
Rappers still flexing Miami trips, need to grow up (Grow up)
I remember my first million (Haha)
I remember my first million (Let's keep it)
I'm loungin', Dolomite mountains
CHOMP by the pound, it's loud as shouting
Keep doubtin', I'ma keep counting
Fuck y'all, I'm not reroutin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Just got back from Italy (Haha)
Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me
Y'all can’t get rid of me (Y'all can't get rid of me, deal with it)
And making a mini-me, that ain't gon' work
Are y'all kidding me? (Y'all kidding me?)
Shit, I got some blood in my mouth
But y'all did not finish me (Y'all tried)
I'm here to stay
Just got back from Italy (Haha)
Don't give a fuck if y'all sick of me
Y'all can’t get rid of me (Y'all can't get rid of me, deal with it)
And making a mini-me, that ain't gon' work
Are y'all kidding me? (Y'all kidding me?)
Shit, I got some blood in my mouth
But y'all did not finish me (Y'all tried)
I'm here to stay
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I just got back from the motherland (Yeah)
I just ran up another hundred grand (Yeah)
Women try to get in my pants, I don't dance
But I made a couple rappers do the Running Man
Hatin' off a phone that your momma bought
How are you a boss, but you got a boss? (True)
Why you so mad at me?
I just say the truth, y'all are just shutting us off (Off)
True, I'm in Italy drinking wine 'til I throw up
Rappers still flexing Miami trips, need to grow up (Grow up)
I remember my first million (Haha)
I remember my first million (Let's keep it)
I'm loungin', Dolomite mountains
CHOMP by the pound, it's loud as shouting
Keep doubtin', I'ma keep counting
Fuck y'all, I'm not reroutin'
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