Portuguese Dro Kenji
"Portuguese" by Dro Kenji, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of love, heartbreak, and personal struggle. The lyrics convey emotional vulnerability and the complexities of relationships. Unique elements include melodic flows and atmospheric production, contributing to its introspective vibe. The song resonates with listeners, reflecting a contemporary blend of rap and emotional storytelling.
Lyrics From Snippet
[Intro]
Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid
[Chorus]
Fallin', fallin' down
Like the rain from out the cloud
Can you understand me now?
Yeah, I hope you hear me loud
Cristal, Cristal
Like can you see me from the crowd?
Pistols, pistols
I'll let this fire burn you down
I'ma make him float away Georgie
All my niggas keep a torch with them
Whole lotta .40's
I want the smoke, I bet them hollow tips gon' leave him holy
I'm losing focus, can you tell me where you think I should go?
[Verse]
I've been moving around like I'm paranoid
I keep a Glock with a dick in my Jeep
I can see a city ahead of me but sometimes I just get annoyed
Pick up and repair my heart
Don't know why she wеt like a ark
Diamonds they clear, thеy shine in the dark
This bitch a lil' dog, better get her to bark
Blowing this bag in Dior, see a bad lil' whore say, "Hey," to me
My bitch exotic, don't really speak English
I think that she only speak Portuguese
He wanted some static
I pulled up with gang and that bitch nigga called the authorities
I just got a new beam on my gun and I can't wait to up it and cause a deformity
I'm in hell with these thoughts, yeah, they torture me
Stupid, stupid high, I get stuck, I get stuck on my knees, down to fire
I got John Luther in the cut
If you try slice them runts, then he gon' piece you niggas up
He tried to run up back, he failed, and then my slithers zipped him up
[Intro]
Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid
[Chorus]
Fallin', fallin' down
Like the rain from out the cloud
Can you understand me now?
Yeah, I hope you hear me loud
Cristal, Cristal
Like can you see me from the crowd?
Pistols, pistols
I'll let this fire burn you down
I'ma make him float away Georgie
All my niggas keep a torch with them
Whole lotta .40's
I want the smoke, I bet them hollow tips gon' leave him holy
I'm losing focus, can you tell me where you think I should go?
[Verse]
I've been moving around like I'm paranoid
I keep a Glock with a dick in my Jeep
I can see a city ahead of me but sometimes I just get annoyed
Pick up and repair my heart
Don't know why she wеt like a ark
Diamonds they clear, thеy shine in the dark
This bitch a lil' dog, better get her to bark
Blowing this bag in Dior, see a bad lil' whore say, "Hey," to me
My bitch exotic, don't really speak English
I think that she only speak Portuguese
He wanted some static
I pulled up with gang and that bitch nigga called the authorities
I just got a new beam on my gun and I can't wait to up it and cause a deformity
I'm in hell with these thoughts, yeah, they torture me
Stupid, stupid high, I get stuck, I get stuck on my knees, down to fire
I got John Luther in the cut
If you try slice them runts, then he gon' piece you niggas up
He tried to run up back, he failed, and then my slithers zipped him up
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