GOURMÉ Lyrics English Translation by Metrika
(feat. DiseloWaliyo, SAINT CAIRO, D.Basto)
Big-tittied bitch, with the fat mouth and the used-up pussy
Like gourmet and I got the cigar ready
They simp for her, ’cause they think I hit it
Bad bitch with bob, she leaves and I ain’t hit it
Baby hairs at the temple, I like to watch the world burn
I grew up among wickedness, I fuck with disassociated girls and I’d be capable of killing your ex
She looks for me in the dark, gourmet, gourmet
Open up, baby, ’cause I’m thirsty
She looks for me in the dark, gourmet, gourmet
Open up, baby, ’cause I’m thirsty
If I catch her I’ll do whatever I want with you
Your nipples between my canines
This’ll happen if I catch her
For me it’s simple
Huda, Chanel and Tom Ford
Blood rains on your Dior top
She’s more jealous than me
And if it comes out on me, better, better
Tell me if I fulfill all your wishes
I know what you want, I look at you and I see myself
I’m in the thick of it, in the party scene
Rich kids, demon girls and fronting
Platinum rains
Baby hairs at the temple, hundred-dollar bills
We cry too
I know how to fake it so well
What would happen if there’s gourmet right where it hurts you?
If I stick my finger in the wound, right where it stings
I’ll leave you a gap with the shape of my rings
(Jany, salve)
She looks for me in the dark, gourmet, gourmet
Open up, baby, ’cause I’m thirsty
She looks for me in the dark, gourmet, gourmet
Open up, baby, ’cause I’m thirsty
If I catch her I’ll do whatever I want with you
Your nipples between my canines
This’ll happen if I catch her
For me it’s simple