In "DRTS," Tuğrul Bektaş moves through luxury and danger with a grin, flashing platinum cards while climbing and shrugging off every broken move like a snack. The mind runs wild with risky ideas, but loyal friends stay close and rivals watch nervously. Even enemies end up admiring the swagger, the local plates, the sideways car, the neighborhood crew that looks hungry but plays it cool. The boast hides a sharper truth: kindness gets mistaken for weakness, so confidence becomes armor and the only way forward is through.
DRTS Lyrics by Tuğrul Bektaş
Çiziyorlar platinyum kartlarla toz
Zirvelere tırmanırken veriyorum poz
Elim açık oynuyorum avantajım kov
Bütün asımlarım kırılıyor sanki Doritos
Uçuyorum 40 bin fit business Dubai
Aptal değilim olamam kimseye fedai
Kafama göre istersen yaparım mesai
İyilik yapınca sanıyorsunuz enayi
Beni kafamın içi deli
Fikirler tehlikeli
Dostlarım kaliteli
Hasımlar endişeli
Neden geri döneyim giderim epileri
Köpekler kedileri
Kediler fareleri
Kovalar veriyor duman
Bana anlatmayın geliyorum oradan
Yolu açtı bize yürü dedi yaradan
Fatih gibi götür gemileri karadan
Makine hırcır
Torpido da gırgır
Can o dedim sensür
Telefon hep sır sır
Cekememiş dırdır
Işimiz bu vurkır
Aramızda konuştuysa köle ne dek sırdır
Plaka yerli
Araba yan yan
Mahalle kabile gençlerim yam yam
At gibi manitalara oyna kanyan
Bana düşmanlarım bile hayran
Plaka yerli
Araba yan yan
Mahalle kabile gençlerim yam yam
At gibi manitalara oyna kanyan
Bana düşmanlarım bile hayran
Takımlarım Britanya bürbürler
Bir de beni sokaklarda görmeliler
Bulaşmayın bu çocuklar tövbeliler
Biz hiçbir şey yapmasak da yaptı dediler
Plaka yerli
Araba yan yan
Mahalle kabile gençlerim yam yam
At gibi manitalara oyna kanyan
Bana düşmanlarım bile hayran
Plaka yerli
Araba yan yan
Mahalle kabile gençlerim yam yam
At gibi manitalara oyna kanyan
Bana düşmanlarım bile hayran
(English Translation)
They’re drawing dust with platinum cards
I strike a pose while climbing to the top
I play with an open hand, my advantage is the jack
All my aces keep breaking like Doritos
I’m flying 40,000 feet business class Dubai
I’m not an idiot, I can’t be anyone’s bodyguard
If I feel like it, I’ll work overtime
When you do good, you think I’m a sucker
The inside of my head is crazy
Ideas are dangerous
My friends are high quality
My rivals are worried
Why would I go back, I’ll go get the EPs
Dogs chase cats
Cats chase mice
They’re chasing, blowing smoke
Don’t tell me, I’m coming from there
The creator opened the way and said walk
Like Fatih, take the ships over land
The machine is growling
The glovebox is all jokes
I said censor, man
The phone is always hush hush
He couldn’t handle it, nagging
Our business is hit and run
If a slave talked among us, it stays a secret forever
Plates are domestic
The car is sideways
The neighborhood is tribal, my young ones are wild
Play the girls like horses, do your thing
Even my enemies admire me
Plates are domestic
The car is sideways
The neighborhood is tribal, my young ones are wild
Play the girls like horses, do your thing
Even my enemies admire me
My gear is British, all shiny
They should see me out in the streets
Don’t mess with these kids, they’ve repented
Even when we did nothing, they said we did it
Plates are domestic
The car is sideways
The neighborhood is tribal, my young ones are wild
Play the girls like horses, do your thing
Even my enemies admire me
Plates are domestic
The car is sideways
The neighborhood is tribal, my young ones are wild
Play the girls like horses, do your thing
Even my enemies admire me
