RAGAZZO NEL CHILL Lyrics (English Translation) – Niky Savage

Read the full RAGAZZO NEL CHILL (English Translation) lyrics by Niky Savage along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Niky Savage’s music, you can also explore MBAPPÈ HAMŠÍK and OKAY OKAY, two other songs by Niky Savage.

[Intro]
Y-Y-Yo, NKO, let’s do it again

[Chorus: Niky Savage]
I’m a boy in the chill (Chill, chill)
Smiling and going “cheese” (Cheese, cheese)
Two Gs on my waist (G, G)
Holding up my jeans, up my jeans, up my jeans–
I’m out on the street making money (Making money)
I’m running like it’s a race (A race)
I won’t take the money to the coffin
Money cascade (Skrrt, skrrt), Niagara (Niagara)

[Verse 1: Niky Savage]
I’m running like I’m in a race, in space, NASA (River)
I’m trapping in the room, I have backstage at home (Muoh)
I’m not getting back with my ex, I hate déjà vu (Never)
Try texting me and I’ll disappear, poof (Grr)
Me I never snitch, I’m not Scooby-Doo (Doo, Doo)
If you call me, it’ll be “tu-tu-tu” (You)
Scumbags and b!tches want flous
But I’m down there going “glu, glu, glu” (Splash)
I made complex lyrics and you missed them, yeah
You’re depressed fools with complexes (Uah)
I used to hang out near the toilets with the clerks (Yah)
I wrote pieces, pieces after pieces (Grrah)

[Chorus: Niky Savage & Jamil]
I’m a boy in the chill (Chill, chill)
Smiling and going “cheese” (Cheese, cheese)
On my belt two Gs (G, G)
They hold up my jeans, up my jeans, up my jeans–
I’m out on the street making money (Making money)
I run like it’s a race (A race)
I won’t bring the money in Coffin
Money cascading (Skrrt, skrrt), Niagara (Niagara) (Eh)

[Verse 2: Jamil]
I always smile, my last name is Sapio
I go my own way, never changed sides
If you really want to beat me up (Yeah)
Then you’ll have to go home and say you tripped (Ah)
Too much flow in a lonely rapper (Alone, alone, alone)
How many times I’ve been alone (So-So-So-Alone)
I made a wedding with drügs
I must have spent a fortune on it
All the devil’s money, goddamn
The iron weighs too much, I need a belt (Eheh, yeah)
Let’s see if luck saves you this time (No)
She catches me, I’ll make a bill (Eh)
One of these days I’ll buy you the moon

[Chorus: Niky Savage]
I’m a boy in the chill (Chill, chill)
Who smiles and says “cheese” (Cheese, cheese)
On my belt two Gs (G, G)
Holding up my jeans, up my jeans, up my jeans–
I’m out on the street making money (Making money)
I’m running like it’s a race (A race)
I won’t take the money to the coffin
Money cascade (Skrrt, skrrt), Niagara (Niagara)