FORTY Lyrics (English Translation) – NICKI NICOLE

Read the full FORTY (English Translation) lyrics by NICKI NICOLE along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nicki Nicole’s music, you can also explore SHEITE and WE LOVE THAT SHIT, two other songs by Nicki Nicole.

[Chorus]
Accompanied by a shorty, your name on the bullet of my forty
Those who talk the most after do nothing, they forget like Dory
I don’t buy with feka, they’re going to hit you if you try
To match this girl, original, no copy, the flow doesn’t lend itself

[Verse 1]
Wow, the Rolex telling me the slow time
The criticism is tricolor
We go out custom, straight to the show
Masked, pure Louis Vuitton
We do you 360 turn
Fatality, everything is presence
I don’t think they have the essence
Rapper, I arrived, there is reverence
There is no time for your comments (Wuh)
Another league, it comes out easy
They will never do it so classy
Never like Nicki in the trapi
I’m rapping legendary
A cold that runs through your body
This is Latin, Latin rap
Cátedra, I am not believer, mami (Prr-prr-prr-prr)

[Chorus]
Accompanied by a shorty (Shorty), your name on the bullet of my forty (Forty)
Those who talk the most after do nothing, they forget like Dory
Oh my, I-I-I (Oh my, my), I-I (My, my)
I have them hostage, they are my gang, ah-ah-ay (Oh my)

[Verse 2]
Gang, I’m counting on my gang
My checks that come in and it’s not the end of the month (On, yeah)
Gang, now killing, I’m fine (Uh, uh, uh)
Now up, not down, baby
Oh, the bills, I pay the bills, the bills
With the leaders I only deal

And all my homies are G, oh
My hands are not empty (-cía’), the one looking for me CIA, CIA
Oh, fu*k police (-cia), I got them clicking all day
And I’m doing a thousand all day, increasing my royalties’
Oh, my God, I knew when I was little, that this, this belonged to me (Ah)

[Chorus]
Accompanied by a shorty (A shorty), your name on the bullet of my forty (A forty)
Those who talk the most after don’t do anything, they forget up front like Dory
I don’t buy with feka’ (Feka), they’re going to hit you if you try, yeah
To match this girl, original, no copy, the flow doesn’t lend itself

[Outro]
Accompanied by a shorty
Your name on the bullet of my forty
Accompanied by a shorty