My Theme (Giorno) (Brazilian Phonk Version) ft. Tyler Clark, Knight of Breath & Matteo Leonetti Lyrics

Went from pickin pockets, now the pockets packin diamonds

Ain't no pied piper if I'm pushin P with my friends

Pistol from my partner, ops are pissin pants, silence

Please, that's the golden experience you'll be findin

Gangstar drip, see the gang so stylish

JoJo Pose like we fashion designin

Gangstar's paradise how I'm spendin life when

I never let em know my next move, bitch I win

You say ciao

He say arrivederci

Body zipped up

In a bag if you dare me

What I got planned?

Keep it tucked

Like a spare key

Put holes in your head

You can check out my hair piece

Obrigado

I say when I turn money

To money trees

Like a lotto

She love it when I can move

With my feet and the way we model

Only keepin it movin

For the dream

And that's the motto

Sorry that your ass had put me to sleep

Like wine bottles

I'm just trying to get in all of this cheese

And run the mob though

Mom's spaghetti on my sweater already

Flowin like Marshall

If he was Italiano

And pronto up on the beat

Drippin with pink sauce yo

Try to outdo this

But bitch you know it's useless

Here's an offer, can't refuse it

Get dropped when you hear the music

Go

Get dropped

Get dropped

When you hear the music

Go

Get dropped

Get dropped

When you hear the music

Go

If you hear this song

Better not be up in my zone

If you hear this song

Better not be up on my throne

Now the heat is on

Infinite shots up in your dome

If you hear this song

Mob rollin up and then you're gone

They hear it all

Hear the passione that's on when I kill it to the beat

They hear it all

Never on my own, when in rome, we roam on the street

They hear it all

What's that sound? Play it loud for the opps on the scene

They hear it all

Requiem for a dream, they a fiend for my theme like

Giorno la penisola fa da contorno

La Passione che l'ha messo al mondo

Perché il Diavolo non l'ha tentato

Personalità che ha conquistato

Come compagno ho l'abbacchio nei tavoli

Questa vita è solo un morso ma cavoli

Sono diventato il boss quello impavido

L'esperienza non è Gold forse platino

Se colpisco la tua faccia quella morte si riaffaccia

Da Venezia alla Sardegna la tua fine ridisegna

Non chiamatemi Gesù sono solo io

Ma condividiamo il titolo figlio di Dio

Try to outdo this

But bitch you know it's useless

Here's an offer, can't refuse it

Get dropped when you hear the music

Go

Get dropped

Get dropped

When you hear the music

Go

Get dropped

Get dropped

When you hear the music

Go

If you hear this song

Better not be up in my zone

If you hear this song

Better not be up on my throne

Now the heat is on

Infinite shots up in your dome

If you hear this song

Mob rollin up and then you're gone

They hear it all

Hear the passione that's on when I kill it to the beat

They hear it all

Never on my own, when in rome, we roam on the street

They hear it all

What's that sound? Play it loud for the opps on the scene

They hear it all

Requiem for a dream, they a fiend for my theme like