Lyrics Friman – SHOOTERS

SHOOTERS Lyrics – Friman

Singer: Friman
Title: SHOOTERS

Geo got the bands, ah
I love you, Balmain
Fah
Ah, ah

Ah, yeh, yeh
Bro, sei un fan
Ascolto la tua sh#t, io mando fax [No give no f#cks
Non mandarmi il tuo indirizzo, lo so già

Lei mi chiede: “Come fai?”
Io rispondo: “Non è luck”
A te servirebbe luck
Per non diventare un pack

Talk to me, io no so neanche chi sei
I miei shooter più di sei
Non ho tempo per i gang [Yeah
Ascoltami, siediti e resta a guardare

Che ora lo sai cosa fai
Io non ho perso mai
Che stress, questi non vogliono lo stress
, giro almeno con due steps

E mi copi lo swag, tu non hai swag
E non avresti scommesso su di me [Su di me]
Bro, sei un fan
Ascolto la tua sh#t, io mando fax [No give no f#cks

Non mandarmi il tuo indirizzo, lo so già
Lei mi chiede: “Come fai?”
Io rispondo: “Non è luck”
A te servirebbe luck

Per non diventare un pack
Bro, sei un fan
Ascolto la tua sh#t, io mando fax [No give no f#cks
Non mandarmi il tuo indirizzo, lo so già

Lei mi chiede: “Come fai?”
Io rispondo: “Non è luck”
A te servirebbe luck
Per non diventare un pack

Talk to me
Ascoltami
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music  Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
Ritorukai - Cutie bandolero
NONE NSR - NO TE CUIDE

SHOOTERS – English Translation

Geo Got The Bands, Ah
I love you, Balmain
Fah
Ah, ah

Ah, Yeh, Yeh
Bro, you are a fan
I listen to your sh#t, I send fax [no give no f#cks
Don’t send me your address, I already know

She asks me: “How do you do it?”
I reply: “It’s not Luck”
You would need luck
To not become a pack

Talk to me, I don’t know who you are either
My shooters more than six
I have no time for gang [yeah
Listen to me, sit down and stay to watch

What do you know what you do now
I have never lost
What a stress, these do not want stress
, I go around at least with two steps

And you copy the swag me, you have no swag
And you wouldn’t have bet on me [on me]
Bro, you are a fan
I listen to your sh#t, I send fax [no give no f#cks

Don’t send me your address, I already know
She asks me: “How do you do it?”
I reply: “It’s not Luck”
You would need luck

To not become a pack
Bro, you are a fan
I listen to your sh#t, I send fax [no give no f#cks
Don’t send me your address, I already know

She asks me: “How do you do it?”
I reply: “It’s not Luck”
You would need luck
To not become a pack

Talk to me
listen to me
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net

Lyrics Friman – SHOOTERS

Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.

We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂

You can purchase their music thru 
Amazon Music  Apple Music
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
FRIMAN - SHOOTERS (FULL SPOILER)