Numb

[Tekst pjesme "Numb" ft. Rick Ross]

[Strofa 1: Jala Brat]

Vazda chic, LV šal, a ti thick BBL

Čitav val kriminal, čitav tim YSL

Hoodie bijel, XXL, Balenci Limited

Imigrant, crni grad, daj mi blunt, uzmi L

OMG, AMG, duffel bag, hiljade

Plan je A, strana B, tattoo back Trijade

High kô Blanc i to Mont, AP big, znači Ben

Ti si fan, ko je on, ljubavi ti si ten

Pun je gas, a-na-na, baca me šikanama

Jedva da stane u jeans, ali gdje treba tanana

Sve su oči na nama, kô 2Pac s bandanama

Crven lak, voli mrak i spava sa piranama

[Most: Jala Brat]

Lambo truck, vroom, vroom

A moj Glock, bam, bam

Trese gyat, bamba

Ljubi brat, mwah, mwah

Sva si glat, pussy cat

Sva si mi za uslikat

Sve na tebi custom made

One of one, unikat

[Refren: Buba Corelli & Rick Ross]

U po' mi noći dođe

Skinućeš se, znam da hoćeš

Pogled leden kô moj Rolex

Moram je odavde odvest

Nju šalje tata na put, biće rastanak grub

Zbog nje plače naš drug, a nju baca na hood

Mala vraća flašu (Yes), pukla braća na nju

Ona kô vračara tu (Ross), klub kô začaran krug (Huh)

[Strofa 2: Rick Ross]

Ferrari's at the club, forty bitches on a jet (Jet)

Louis duffel bags, so I had to buy the set (Set)

Condo on the beach, it feel like the floor wet (Wet)

I'ma hold that money, tell Nino "Hold the TEC" (TEC)

I'm walking out the jeweler, twenty million on my neck (Neck)

I'm taking my respect and I ain't taking nothing less (Less)

This the rich wave (Rich wave), rich wave (Rich wave)

I'ma pull up on you niggas in a big Wraith (Big Wraith)

So who want a job? (Job) I got a hundred cars (Woo)

If you wash 'em all, shit, I get you one of ours (Nah)

Mr. Double R (Double R), Ricky Ross (Ricky Ross)

Ferrari fat boy (Huh), he's still the biggest boss (Maybach Music)

[Refren: Buba Corelli]

U po' mi noći dođe

Skinućeš se, znam da hoćeš

Pogled leden kô moj Rolex

Moram je odavde odvest'

Nju šalje tata na put, biće rastanak grub

Zbog nje plače naš drug, a nju baca na hood

Mala vraća flašu, pukla braća na nju

Ona kô vračara tu, klub kô začaran krug

[Završetak: Buba Corelli]

I lost my closest (Mama)

I feel numb, I feel hopeless (Oh yeah)

Smoking that loud, I'm still possessed

Splitting the crowd like I'm Moses

Splitting them like he did with that ocean

Best you hold it

I feel numb, I feel hopeless

Smoking that loud, I'm still possessed

I feel numb, I feel hopeless