[Letra de "Desacreditado" ft. Central Cee]
[Intro: Snoop Dogg & Central Cee]
E-Edu
The número uno, Papatinho (Yo)
[Verso 1: Central Cee]
All I need in this life of sin is a Lyca SIM I can fill up with bissheads (Alright)
Three man jump out the ride, best run for your life, start runnin' in zig-zag (Bah-bah)
Broski tacklin', slide, get sent off the field like, "Why did I buy them shin pads?" (Haha)
GiffGaff SIM card, drop call girl when I had no minutes, I'll wait till they ring back
Been on my grind, I don't know how to kickflip (Nah)
I don't care what the dress code is
Nine times out of ten, I'ma come in a Nike Tech (Uh-huh)
As soon as I open my eyelids
I'm takin' my phone off of silent (Alright)
Send out that text like, "Yeah, I'm online"
I been on my grind, I don't know how to ollie (Nah)
I sold molly right there in the skatе park
They were tryna do bicyclе kicks
They were tryna be the next Neymar
I sold crack to my next-door neighbour
Woulda thought I was in a favela
These days it's tagliatelle
Remember the dinner was bread and Nutella (Remember)
I was stuck on the same five channels (Alright)
My TV never had an antenna
[Intro: Snoop Dogg & Central Cee]
E-Edu
The número uno, Papatinho (Yo)
[Verso 1: Central Cee]
All I need in this life of sin is a Lyca SIM I can fill up with bissheads (Alright)
Three man jump out the ride, best run for your life, start runnin' in zig-zag (Bah-bah)
Broski tacklin', slide, get sent off the field like, "Why did I buy them shin pads?" (Haha)
GiffGaff SIM card, drop call girl when I had no minutes, I'll wait till they ring back
Been on my grind, I don't know how to kickflip (Nah)
I don't care what the dress code is
Nine times out of ten, I'ma come in a Nike Tech (Uh-huh)
As soon as I open my eyelids
I'm takin' my phone off of silent (Alright)
Send out that text like, "Yeah, I'm online"
I been on my grind, I don't know how to ollie (Nah)
I sold molly right there in the skatе park
They were tryna do bicyclе kicks
They were tryna be the next Neymar
I sold crack to my next-door neighbour
Woulda thought I was in a favela
These days it's tagliatelle
Remember the dinner was bread and Nutella (Remember)
I was stuck on the same five channels (Alright)
My TV never had an antenna
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