Official Music Video
Wicked Race by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah
30 and hotter than ever
I know my spirits made me millions like Connor McGregor
I took the long way but I never stopped I rerouted
They quit the last mile is always the least crowded
Get what I ask for, fuck who they clap for
My mom is on her second passport, Ritchie Blackmore
She rockin' the deep purple face Rolex
My liver used to be a pool of liquor, Joe Gomez
Villa Honegg in Switzerland just to rejuvenate
Listen to what's not being said, learn to communicate
The sun shining, I love rhyming
I took a shot of self belief, got in the drivers seat, I'm drunk driving
I'm tongue tied when I'm talkin' to myself
That's how great I am
I'm counting my fingers after you shake my hand
Trust issues is what ensues
After being fucked over by someone who said they fuck with you
The drugs in you got you feelin' gassed
If you make it to 30 I'll give you 30k in cash
She throwin nyash with her Nigerian self
Bugus makin apps building Nigerian wealth
If you don't like yourself then your palettes not developed
She lyin' on my head I'm rocking Calvin Johnsons helmet
Bitch I'm still myself but just a better version
This game is fake buddy love like professor Sherman
Please don't clump us all together, we ain't family, there is no resemblance
I'm in an unhealthy relationship with progress we both codependents
There's unspoken tension when I take a day off
Can't enjoy the off season cuz I'm thinking bout the playoffs
Guess that's the trade off with being great
I'm stressed, I need pussy that makes me tap out like Miesha Tate
Vacation in Greece and Spain
Operation just keep the faith
My mind and my body and my spirit all movin' in one direction like Liam Payne
11 milly dollars in a year without bein' strange
These dudes got a pond, I gotta ocean, I'm bein' Frank
And they tryna keep me hidden but they cannot see
That nothing can stop me
Mr moneymaker, pick the bill up like Chauncey
She just wanna man to clean her mess up like Brawny
So please do not call me
I'm happily washing
In Japanese hot springs
And half of me wants things
To move at a quicker pace
The other half wants to put a pause on this wicked race
Aight that's it, ha
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
Bodybag, light work
Produced by me
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Wicked Race by Russ
Wicked Race* (original Russ)
Yeah
30 and hotter than ever
I know my spirits made me millions like Connor McGregor
I took the long way but I never stopped I rerouted
They quit the last mile is always the least crowded
Get what I ask for, fuck who they clap for
My mom is on her second passport, Ritchie Blackmore
She rockin' the deep purple face Rolex
My liver used to be a pool of liquor, Joe Gomez
Villa Honegg in Switzerland just to rejuvenate
Listen to what's not being said, learn to communicate
The sun shining, I love rhyming
I took a shot of self belief, got in the drivers seat, I'm drunk driving
I'm tongue tied when I'm talkin' to myself
That's how great I am
I'm counting my fingers after you shake my hand
Trust issues is what ensues
After being fucked over by someone who said they fuck with you
The drugs in you got you feelin' gassed
If you make it to 30 I'll give you 30k in cash
She throwin nyash with her Nigerian self
Bugus makin apps building Nigerian wealth
If you don't like yourself then your palettes not developed
She lyin' on my head I'm rocking Calvin Johnsons helmet
Bitch I'm still myself but just a better version
This game is fake buddy love like professor Sherman
Please don't clump us all together, we ain't family, there is no resemblance
I'm in an unhealthy relationship with progress we both codependents
There's unspoken tension when I take a day off
Can't enjoy the off season cuz I'm thinking bout the playoffs
Guess that's the trade off with being great
I'm stressed, I need pussy that makes me tap out like Miesha Tate
Vacation in Greece and Spain
Operation just keep the faith
My mind and my body and my spirit all movin' in one direction like Liam Payne
11 milly dollars in a year without bein' strange
These dudes got a pond, I gotta ocean, I'm bein' Frank
And they tryna keep me hidden but they cannot see
That nothing can stop me
Mr moneymaker, pick the bill up like Chauncey
She just wanna man to clean her mess up like Brawny
So please do not call me
I'm happily washing
In Japanese hot springs
And half of me wants things
To move at a quicker pace
The other half wants to put a pause on this wicked race
Aight that's it, ha
Yeah
Chomp 2.5
Bodybag, light work
Produced by me
Wicked Race (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí
30 y más caliente que nunca
Sé que mis espíritus me hicieron millones como Connor McGregor
Tomé el camino largo pero nunca me detuve, me desvié
Ellos se rinden, la última milla es siempre la menos concurrida
Consigo lo que pido, a la mierda a quien aplauden
Mi mamá está en su segundo pasaporte, Ritchie Blackmore
Ella luce el Rolex de cara morado oscuro
Mi hígado solía ser una piscina de licor, Joe Gomez
Villa Honegg en Suiza solo para rejuvenecer
Escucha lo que no se dice, aprende a comunicarte
El sol brilla, me encanta rimar
Me di un trago de autoconfianza, me puse al volante, estoy conduciendo ebrio
Me trabo la lengua cuando hablo conmigo mismo
Así de grande soy
Cuento mis dedos después de que me das la mano
Problemas de confianza es lo que sigue
Después de ser jodido por alguien que dijo que te apoyaba
Las drogas en ti te hacen sentir eufórico
Si llegas a los 30 te daré 30k en efectivo
Ella moviendo el 'nyash' con su ser nigeriano
Bugus haciendo aplicaciones construyendo riqueza nigeriana
Si no te gustas a ti mismo, entonces tu paladar no está desarrollado
Ella mintiendo sobre mi cabeza, estoy usando el casco de Calvin Johnson
Perra, sigo siendo yo, pero una versión mejor
Este juego es falso, amor de amigos como el profesor Sherman
Por favor, no nos agrupes a todos, no somos familia, no hay parecido
Estoy en una relación poco saludable con el progreso, ambos somos codependientes
Hay una tensión tácita cuando me tomo un día libre
No puedo disfrutar la temporada baja porque estoy pensando en los playoffs
Supongo que es el precio de ser grande
Estoy estresado, necesito coño que me haga rendirme como Miesha Tate
Vacaciones en Grecia y España
Operación, solo mantén la fe
Mi mente, mi cuerpo y mi espíritu se mueven en una dirección como Liam Payne
11 millones de dólares en un año sin ser extraño
Estos tipos tienen un estanque, yo tengo un océano, estoy siendo Franco
Y están tratando de mantenerme oculto pero no pueden ver
Que nada puede detenerme
Señor hacedor de dinero, pago la cuenta como Chauncey
Ella solo quiere un hombre que limpie su desorden como Brawny
Así que por favor no me llames
Estoy felizmente lavándome
En aguas termales japonesas
Y la mitad de mí quiere que las cosas
Se muevan a un ritmo más rápido
La otra mitad quiere poner una pausa a esta carrera malvada
Bien, eso es todo, ja
Sí
Chomp 2.5
Bodybag, trabajo ligero
Producido por mí
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