Official Music Video
SSX Tricky by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah
I been in that mode
Some smooth shit to drive around to, you feel me?
It's me (Come on)
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Mom had a Plymouth (Yeah), Dad had a Saturn (Yeah)
I leave worth on all of my verses, you see the pattern
Gettin' mad burned from wrestling with my fears (Yeah)
Saw this all comin' back when Mom shopped at Sears (I saw it)
Lapped a lot of peers, yeah, I'm showboatin' (I am)
It's been a fight though, let me talk to you like Joe Rogan (Yeah)
This Diesel belt is holdin' up these Jacquemus shorts
She say, "Okay, see you in five", but I'm not Lu Dort
Take the boat from Grand Tremezzo to Belaggio
And order the caprese and carpaccio
I been fighting demons like I'm Tanjiro (Yeah)
Learnin' how to co-exist (Yeah)
You know you got a hit when baddies make a post to it (True)
But you barely drop a song every half a year
Don't you know you get out what you put in just like Vladimir?
My path is clear, I mean at times it gets foggy (Facts)
I just have faith and let God be the X-Factor (Yeah)
The best rapper is subjective, but I know it's me (I know it's me)
Music notes inside the beads of my rosary (That's my religion)
This beat spoke to me and I intend to speak back
Made a promise to myself and I intend to keep that
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Now I'm at Barclays (Yeah)
Cardiac surgeon, I guess following the heart pays (Facts)
Had to part ways with people who weren't good for me
I lost myself I had to look for me (Yeah)
Wrestle with my edge like Booker T (True)
My brother cooks for me, employed him as my chef and my trainer
The gym's his office, tryin' to get him some paper, yeah (Yeah)
I think the Laker's got a game, I gotta play at The Forum
I get a house for performin', the promoter's Harry Norman
I feel like James Corden, I got stars in my car
This is a Rolls Royce, don't park it too far (Keep it close)
I wanna keep my eyes on it, while I'm eating burrata (I do)
Girl, don't use too much teeth, who are you, Baraka? (Haha)
Bukayo Saka, yeah, I had to get my wings right
Faith is a weapon in my arsenal, I'm in flight
Skin tight leggings, ooh, that booty's round (That's facts)
I be talkin' game 'til I'm old, Hubie Brown
Tryna shoot me down, because I aim high and you can't? (Pussy)
Millionaire off of music and lyrics, I feel like Hugh Grant
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of SSX Tricky by Russ
SSX Tricky* (original Russ)
Yeah
I been in that mode
Some smooth shit to drive around to, you feel me?
It's me (Come on)
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Mom had a Plymouth (Yeah), Dad had a Saturn (Yeah)
I leave worth on all of my verses, you see the pattern
Gettin' mad burned from wrestling with my fears (Yeah)
Saw this all comin' back when Mom shopped at Sears (I saw it)
Lapped a lot of peers, yeah, I'm showboatin' (I am)
It's been a fight though, let me talk to you like Joe Rogan (Yeah)
This Diesel belt is holdin' up these Jacquemus shorts
She say, "Okay, see you in five", but I'm not Lu Dort
Take the boat from Grand Tremezzo to Belaggio
And order the caprese and carpaccio
I been fighting demons like I'm Tanjiro (Yeah)
Learnin' how to co-exist (Yeah)
You know you got a hit when baddies make a post to it (True)
But you barely drop a song every half a year
Don't you know you get out what you put in just like Vladimir?
My path is clear, I mean at times it gets foggy (Facts)
I just have faith and let God be the X-Factor (Yeah)
The best rapper is subjective, but I know it's me (I know it's me)
Music notes inside the beads of my rosary (That's my religion)
This beat spoke to me and I intend to speak back
Made a promise to myself and I intend to keep that
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Now I'm at Barclays (Yeah)
Cardiac surgeon, I guess following the heart pays (Facts)
Had to part ways with people who weren't good for me
I lost myself I had to look for me (Yeah)
Wrestle with my edge like Booker T (True)
My brother cooks for me, employed him as my chef and my trainer
The gym's his office, tryin' to get him some paper, yeah (Yeah)
I think the Laker's got a game, I gotta play at The Forum
I get a house for performin', the promoter's Harry Norman
I feel like James Corden, I got stars in my car
This is a Rolls Royce, don't park it too far (Keep it close)
I wanna keep my eyes on it, while I'm eating burrata (I do)
Girl, don't use too much teeth, who are you, Baraka? (Haha)
Bukayo Saka, yeah, I had to get my wings right
Faith is a weapon in my arsenal, I'm in flight
Skin tight leggings, ooh, that booty's round (That's facts)
I be talkin' game 'til I'm old, Hubie Brown
Tryna shoot me down, because I aim high and you can't? (Pussy)
Millionaire off of music and lyrics, I feel like Hugh Grant
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
Used to skip classes (Yeah), now we clink glasses (Yeah)
90's baby, my first crush was Trish Stratus (Haha)
Hat backwards, like Ken Griffey (Come on)
Christmas with my cousins in New Jersey, playing SSX Tricky (Yeah)
SSX Tricky (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí
He estado en ese modo
Algo suave para conducir, ¿me entiendes?
Soy yo (Vamos)
Solía saltarme clases (Sí), ahora brindamos (Sí)
Bebé de los 90, mi primer amor platónico fue Trish Stratus (Jaja)
Gorra hacia atrás, como Ken Griffey (Vamos)
Navidad con mis primos en Nueva Jersey, jugando SSX Tricky (Sí)
Mamá tenía un Plymouth (Sí), papá tenía un Saturno (Sí)
Dejo valor en todos mis versos, ¿ves el patrón?
Quemándome mucho al luchar con mis miedos (Sí)
Vi todo esto venir cuando mamá compraba en Sears (Lo vi)
Dejé atrás a muchos compañeros, sí, estoy presumiendo (Lo estoy)
Ha sido una lucha, déjame hablarte como Joe Rogan (Sí)
Este cinturón Diesel sostiene estos shorts de Jacquemus
Ella dice: "Ok, te veo en cinco", pero yo no soy Lu Dort
Toma el barco de Grand Tremezzo a Bellagio
Y pide la caprese y el carpaccio
He estado luchando contra demonios como si fuera Tanjiro (Sí)
Aprendiendo a coexistir (Sí)
Sabes que tienes un éxito cuando las chicas guapas publican sobre él (Verdad)
Pero apenas sacas una canción cada medio año
¿No sabes que obtienes lo que pones, igual que Vladimir?
Mi camino está claro, quiero decir, a veces se nubla (Hechos)
Solo tengo fe y dejo que Dios sea el factor X (Sí)
El mejor rapero es subjetivo, pero sé que soy yo (Sé que soy yo)
Notas musicales dentro de las cuentas de mi rosario (Esa es mi religión)
Este beat me habló y tengo la intención de responderle
Me hice una promesa a mí mismo y tengo la intención de cumplirla
Solía saltarme clases (Sí), ahora brindamos (Sí)
Bebé de los 90, mi primer amor platónico fue Trish Stratus (Jaja)
Gorra hacia atrás, como Ken Griffey (Vamos)
Navidad con mis primos en Nueva Jersey, jugando SSX Tricky (Sí)
Ahora estoy en Barclays (Sí)
Cirujano cardíaco, supongo que seguir al corazón paga (Hechos)
Tuve que separarme de personas que no eran buenas para mí
Me perdí, tuve que buscarme (Sí)
Lucho con mi filo como Booker T (Verdad)
Mi hermano cocina para mí, lo empleé como mi chef y mi entrenador
El gimnasio es su oficina, intentando que gane algo de dinero, sí (Sí)
Creo que los Lakers tienen un partido, tengo que jugar en The Forum
Me dan una casa por actuar, el promotor es Harry Norman
Me siento como James Corden, tengo estrellas en mi coche
Esto es un Rolls Royce, no lo aparques muy lejos (Mantenlo cerca)
Quiero mantener mis ojos en él, mientras como burrata (Lo hago)
Chica, no uses demasiados dientes, ¿quién eres, Baraka? (Jaja)
Bukayo Saka, sí, tuve que arreglar mis alas
La fe es un arma en mi arsenal, estoy en vuelo
Leggings ajustados, ooh, ese trasero está redondo (Eso es verdad)
Hablo de juego hasta que sea viejo, Hubie Brown
Intentando derribarme, ¿porque apunto alto y tú no puedes? (Cobarde)
Millonario de música y letras, me siento como Hugh Grant
Solía saltarme clases (Sí), ahora brindamos (Sí)
Bebé de los 90, mi primer amor platónico fue Trish Stratus (Jaja)
Gorra hacia atrás, como Ken Griffey (Vamos)
Navidad con mis primos en Nueva Jersey, jugando SSX Tricky (Sí)
Solía saltarme clases (Sí), ahora brindamos (Sí)
Bebé de los 90, mi primer amor platónico fue Trish Stratus (Jaja)
Gorra hacia atrás, como Ken Griffey (Vamos)
Navidad con mis primos en Nueva Jersey, jugando SSX Tricky (Sí)
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