Red Bull 64 Bars #02 Lyrics English Translation by Al Safir
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
Ah, ah, ah
1-0, get in front, I’ll put a hole in you
Banker, I keep the accounts that don’t dance a euro
At zero, I deal with bitches, guards and snitches
And like the first one, they all sell their ass for money
Less, I eat these sons of bitches for dinner
Their bitches I take to hotels, nice restaurants
I fill ’em up, I came here to spit venom
Eyes like headlights, bitch, but xenon
Raw, I fuck ’em like a motherfucker, I treat ’em like a grandpa
In funeral black, leanin’ like old ladies in mourning
There’s still blood on the floor
He killed the other guy and he went to prison for jealousy
Ice cold, smokin’ chocolate, Ferrero
Warrior, sometimes gold falls in the dumpsters
Pulling balls out the corner like wingers
I always travel light, girl, you’re my spoiler
From Depor of Valerón, I give it to him in a baby bottle
With the BMW in Rome I burned it like Nero
‘Cause I’m a big shot, I mix mamajuana and rum
And whoever steps up front, I send ’em to the Quirón
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
Ah
Bad manners, I put his face against the sidewalk
Gazelle, you run off when you see panthers
Wood, they drain water to put out my fire
All the bars are closed ’cause that’s how wild beasts live
Chains, doing slalom between the milk trucks
I press harder if they turn on the sirens
Like a bull cutter, I give ’em the hip
That’s the riot police, for your dead, speed up
On the outside, playing with things you don’t play with
They’re making moves to ruin my career
With candles, let ’em polish beads
‘Cause if I start eating from the cake, there’s none left
I’m silk, I’m gonna get outta here even if I can’t
Al Qaeda, I’m gonna blow this up even if I die (Ha)
Not even the TEDAC get near me
I’m so soaked in blood I look like an Evax
Come smoke some purple wax, HBO Max
I don’t even know what I see anymore, I went blind from the flash
I haven’t stopped counting racks since I sang at the CAS
I got all the fuscas black and the girlfriends like Bratz
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
Ah, ah
All the way down, if I run outta ink, then I split
Good stack, I know the cards I pull if I shuffle
All at once, smokin’ acorns by the branch
And for my family I pull out job positions
Positions like strokes, like punches
Like pulling the knife out after the hug
Belt on dazón, this is a banger
If I link with District, bitch, I pull out a spleen
I hunt, Al Safir Red Bull 64
I know how to go forward in packet M and back the patrol
I play with advantage, punk, I’m always doped up
I travel with my team, my dressing rooms are PADDOCK
I go out to kill, bitch, it’s never mattered
How bad I’ve behaved, imported crew
You can see the quality by the embroidery (Yeah), by how I’ve fattened up
Three nails, throwing belt whips like at slaves
Let’s go, I’ll raise you thirty more and put the car in
Flying, engines at two thousand five hundred degrees
Verstappen, not even McLarens pass me
They move aside, it’s all paid
I pull it from the bottom of my soul, it sounds like a fado
I don’t get mad anymore, I know I’m the fav (Yeah)
I’ll make you another hole and put the dick in
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality
The mentality-té, mentality