Real Talk – 18K Lyrics (English Translation) – Real Talk

Read the full Real Talk - 18K (English Translation) lyrics by Real Talk along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Part I - prod. d/rose & 4997]

[Intro]
18, Real Talk
Shout out to Kuma, shout out to Bosca, shout out to Khaled

[Chorus]
I'll name my daughter Antonia, eh
Drügs, we look like a drug store, eh
Outside smoking with the bodyguard, eh
What the fu*k do you want? I was selling octopuses, eh
My bro is having a colic, eh
Because he has kidney stones, eh
Making money by stealing it, eh
Fu*k your standard stuff

[Verse 1]
She screams "Jesus," but she's not Catholic
Glasses in hand, but she's not alcoholic
I'm super egocentric
I get hyped listening to my iconic stuff
We're making history
We're making a story with your girl who's throwing up
I told her: "Stop with the ketamine"
I give her a kiss, then she remains stunned
Talk to the lifers
You don't want to hear my boring story
I can't betray you for a cumshot
Baby, you're special, a wh*re and boring
And a wh*re remains just a wh*re
After you're done, boring
You who paid for that fat wh*re
Shame on you because she was expensive too
I want eighteen thousand euros
[?: Paypal], send them to me now
I want breasts, send them to me now
Apple stock, send it to me now
It can't be done, I'll do it anyway
I hate those who are obsessed with the gym
You're plastic like a Girella (Italian snack)
I sell a hundred and I take a little trip

[Chorus]
I'll name my daughter Antonia, eh
Drügs, we look like a drug store, eh
Outside smoking with the bodyguard, eh
What the fu*k do you want? I was selling polyps, huh
My bro is having a colic, huh
Because he has kidney stones, huh
Making money by stealing it, huh
Fu*k your standard stuff, huh

[Verse 2]
Fu*k, fu*k, fu*k, fu*k
What happened?
I was throwing out the trash, I came back depressed
Cold in my ass, I threw myself into bed
Let's just talk, I'm not violent
I buy a Glock to shoot myself in the head
I buy a stolen Malossi moped
Just to kick cyclists into ditches
My (??) is licensed "Gigi"
Big calluses, I was in a stall
I've never played the lottery
Luckily I'm not a loser yet
You want to teach me, but you don't know how to live
Stealing money from free offerings
She tells me her guy has a short one
I look her in the eyes, I say: "But that's terrible"
High as an airplane
You're bloated like an airship
Money, it makes me come alive
Photos, I become invisible
Too cool, how is that possible?
You sing around, how is that possible?
Blue Punisher, I get a syncope
Osama Bin Laden or Cyndaquil

[Chorus]
I'll name my daughter Antonia, huh
Drügs, we look like a general store, huh
Outside smoking with the bodyguard, huh
What do you want? I was selling polyps, huh
My bro is having a colic, huh
Because he has kidney stones, huh
Making money by stealing it, huh
Fu*k your standard stuff

[Outro]
18

[Part II - prod. d/rose]

[Intro]
d/rose

[Verse]
Cash has various functions
I've seen various stations
Hash burns a hole in my sweatshirt
When the embers fall on it
MDMA inside the weed
Rappers fail, I'm having a party
Damn it, I threw away two albums
For you they're hits, for me they're s*it
Don't always complain, damn it
People die every day
I need a fat ass
I look at the famous toothpicks you have with you
And I think: "Wow, you really love bones"
Baby says she's moved
Tongue in the ass, I was moved
I only want one thing, what?
That you get the hell out of here, how? Money is worth nothing, nothing
Green Tabasco on the oyster
Stupid girl, she treats me badly
I'll end the trial period immediately
You don't know what it means to cry
Shove that Adderall up your ass
We have different values
We have different goals
We have different friends
We have different producers
So unless you stop being a fu*king nobody
I'm not coming to the studio with you
I don't care about the numbers
Man loves what he hates, in fact
My girl is a feminist, in fact
I don't even know a lesbian
Who didn't end up taking a d!ck
I skip two meals, I eat some pasta, I get my head straight
One hundred horsepower, a thousand horsepower, I don't know anything about cars
I poop hard without Actimel
Just put on your tracks
New pants, obviously free
Obviously I spend on taxes
Obviously, even as a millionaire, I'm not paying for a taxi
Baddies all have mustaches
Gangsters have grills with tartar, yeah
At the club with flip-flops
Shower gel only sandalwood
Hated like a Nazi
Innocent like a sparrow
Under the house with the rental car
Before the party I tell Mitch to clean his nose

[Outro]
18

[Part III - prod. TwentyTwo & Exynos]

[Intro]
Mmh
Hey, hey, hey
Ah, eh, do it
Ayo, Twenty
Yo, Exy, what's happening?

[Chorus]
I fu*k her slowly, she wants me to go fast
I fu*k her fast, she wants me to go slow
I make some money, the songs don't come out
I make the songs, the money doesn't come into my account
You're so beautiful just before I come
What changed afterwards? I don't know, I'm the same inside
There's no end to this damn suffering
I feel sadder and lonelier every time I'm smiling at you

[Verse]
I make some money and go abroad
Frosting on your face makes you sweet, Frosty Kellogg's
(??) so much, I'm passing the time
This son of a b!tch changes everything, he's an architect, ah
Black bangs, skull t-shirt, eh
Obviously he has neurological problems, eh
Obviously I have them too
Only I haven't been diagnosed because I don't give a damn
Your problem if we have dirty hearts
(??) doesn't answer, eh, eh
Show me what you're hiding
All my friends know I don't mess with powders, eh
I can't believe it, my brother got an OnlyFans girl pregnant
I'm praying hard, I hope it's a girl
Mix and master with the JBL
You still think quality is technical
And b!tch, I'm not a technician
Broke without euros, call the guy, give him the money
How much I like it when you act like a \
But then don't sleep, I want you to cuddle me
Too many clothes, they don't fit in the closet
Such hot girls don't make my d!ck hard
Damn, with my friends at the river I throw stones
Yes, yes, I got all covered in mud, 18

[Chorus]
I fu*k her slowly, she wants me to go fast
I fu*k her fast, she wants me to go slow
I make some money, the songs don't come out
I make songs, the money doesn't come into my account
You're so beautiful just before I come
What changed afterwards? I don't know, I'm the same inside
There's no end to this damn suffering
I feel sadder and lonelier every time I'm smiling at you

[Outro]
18