“Supermarket” Lyrics by Guè, Rasty Kilo is a latest Italian song in the voices of Guè, Rasty Kilo. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Supermarket” song lyrics are also written by Guè, Rasty Kilo. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. The song “Supermarket” by Guè and Rasty Kilo talks about street life, fast money, and a flashy lifestyle. They compare their world to a “Supermarket”, full of drügs, women, and luxury items. The lyrics show off their rise from nothing to having power and wealth, often through illegal means. It’s raw, bold, and all about hustle, excess, and living large in a chaotic environment.
Supermarket Lyrics
[Intro: Nerissima Serpe]
Su-su-su-supermarket, supermarket
Siamo apparecchiati al supermarket
Su-supermarket, supermarket
Siamo apparecchiati al supermarket
[Strofa 1: Guè]
Glielo metto in bocca, poi sai che non parla per due settimane (Uh)
Fotto con Biancaneve, metto in piazza I sette nani (Ah)
Abbiamo più prodotto che al supermercato (Yeah, uh)
Super matchato, me l’ha consumato da quanto ha twerkato (Uh)
Nella Lambo con Monique (Ehi) quando esco dalla boutique
You know me, mille borse come un asiatic
Ero a Rio con I G senza imboscare le pi’
La stendevano tutta sopra un ferro semiautomatico (Rrah, rrah, rrah)
Che ti serve, bianca, rosa, verde? Ho una tipa che la vende
Che sembra Eva Mendes, questa roba non ti scende (Ah-ah)
Ero solo un ragazzino (Ah-ah) con l’hashish dentro al calzino (Ah-ah)
Ora guance del branzino, yeah, più cavalle che un fantino
[Strofa 2: Nerissima Serpe]
Sborro, dopo shot di tequila, la tua tipa è una tiliqua (Ah)
Il mio flow è religioso come fosse una reliquia (Nerissima)
Ho troie gialle dalla Cina, ho-ho fondato la marmitta (Uaum)
Dormo tre ore al giorno perché non sono una marmotta (No)
Faccio un tiro, non è salita (No), faccio un rito insieme a Sánchez (Ahah)
Ho una lei che fa la spia, la scopo, ho giganti palle
Nerissima, lascio la scia, pendente rosso uguale a Marte (Wow)
Quando mi parli sei minimale, ho fatto un colpo al minimarket (Tu-tu-tu)
Ho una troia che mi chiama, che-che mi sputa come un lama (Ecciù)
E una mamma che mi ama, il contatto dalla Spagna (Ahahah)
Il prodotto nella lasagna, non faccio quello che mi chiedi (No)
A me piacciono le ragazze tanto quanto I loro piedi
[Ritornello: Papa V & Nerissima Serpe]
Su-supermarket per le strade
Avevo poca, adesso ho alzato il mio budget
Supermarket, sono un hustler
Palle in corpo, ma non sto giocando a basket
[Strofa 3: Rasty Kilo]
Pezzi, grammi, cinquini, mezz’etti, etti, mezzi chili, chili (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Condomini, supermarket, droga al porto nelle barche
Siamo pieni pure a Capodanno e alla Befana (Seh)
Chiama e veniamo, tu resti comodo seduto in casa (Tu-tu-tu)
Viavai nel condominio, in popolare conto un milli
Due milli, tre milli, al quarto mi sento ricco (Uh)
Un morto costa ventimila, farlo sparire un’altra ventina (Shh)
Non giocare, che sei il primo della lista
Quella tossica era una spogliarellista (Bleah)
Ora non ha più un dente in bocca, ma sorride quando ha in mano due palline
Avevo soldi nelle sneakers, coca nel sale, roba nelle proteine (Eh, eh, eh)
La droga che ti uccide mi dà da vivere (Eh, eh, seh)
[Strofa 4: Papa V]
Ho quattro tipe troie (Ah), le fotto a rotazione
Mai fatto ripetizioni, lei ingoia il cazzo e I coglioni (Troia)
Stavo su una panchina con gli occhi come a Pechino
Sopra un’auto berlina (Uaum) e ho appena fatto un tiro
Mangio pesce e bevo vino, non trovo chiavi di casa
Chiavo una modella obesa (Obesa), non le puttane in strada (Slime)
Potrei fare quattro figli con una sborrata sola
Le vengo sopra I piedi a questa gran figlia di troia (Uoh, uoh, uoh)
Casa mia è un supermercato, è un supermarket
Non ho mai giocato a carte, non ho mai giocato a basket, G (Sli-Sli-Slime)
La peso senza pesa, ora ho I soldi per la spesa
Sembra una cazzo di pietra, l’ho scopata e messa a dieta
[Ritornello: Nerissima Serpe & Papa V]
Su-su-supermarket per le strade
Avevo poca, adesso ho alzato il mio budget
Supermarket, sono un hustler
Palle in corpo, ma non sto giocando a basket
[Outro: Rasty Kilo]
Supermarket, supermarket
Supermarket, supermarket
Supermarket, supermarket
Supermarket, supermarket
Yo-Yo-Yo, Ski’, what you cooking up?
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Supermarket Lyrics Meaning
[Intro: Nerissima Serpe]
They’re setting the vibe, comparing their world to a supermarket—full, active, and always stocked with stuff going on.
[Strofa 1: Guè]
Guè jumps in with bold and graphic lines that reflect confidence and dominance, both s*xually and in the streets. He mixes fairytale characters with street slang to make his lifestyle sound surreal and untouchable. He brags about having more “product” than a supermarket, meaning he’s deep in the game and has everything people want—drügs, women, clothes, cars. He rides around in a Lamborghini with a girl, buys tons of designer stuff, and lives large like someone from an action movie. He remembers his rough start, hiding hash in his sock, but now he’s got sharp looks and is surrounded by women like a horse jockey surrounded by horses. Everything he touches is flashy, wild, and intense—he’s not hiding anymore. Instead, he’s fully out there, rich, visible, and powerful.
[Strofa 2: Nerissima Serpe]
Nerissima throws in a wild and chaotic verse, full of fast living, rough humor, and crazy confidence. He starts off talking about drinking and s*x, then compares his rap style to something holy and untouchable. He mentions women from China, getting no sleep because he’s always hustling, and doing strange little rituals, possibly drug-related. His life is all extremes—girls spying for him, massive ego, fast money. He casually talks about stealing from stores, crazy hookups, and illegal deals with people in Spain. Even his food might be hiding something, like drügs in lasagna. He does whatever he wants and ignores anyone trying to tell him otherwise. He has a weird obsession with feet and is super open about his raw desires. It’s all messy, fast-paced, and unapologetic—he’s just doing him in the loudest way possible.
[Ritornello: Papa V & Nerissima Serpe]
They’re out in the streets running things like a business. They started with little, now they’ve got serious money and hustle nonstop, like they’re in a high-stakes game—just not basketball.
[Strofa 3: Rasty Kilo]
Rasty Kilo drops deep into street business talk, throwing out all the sizes of drug deals—from small pieces to full kilos. He talks about drügs arriving on boats, even during holidays, showing how nonstop the trade is. He boasts about how they work on-call, delivering straight to people at home. There’s always movement in the buildings, and he’s counting up cash by the millions. With more money, he feels more powerful. He casually mentions how much it costs to kill someone and make them disappear, showing how dangerous this world is. He describes a former stripper now deep in addiction, smiling only when she’s holding drügs. He reflects on hiding money in shoes, hiding coc*ine in food, and just how twisted it is that the thing killing people is what’s feeding him. It’s a gritty picture of street life, where profit and destruction go hand in hand.
[Strofa 4: Papa V]
Papa V keeps it raw and dirty, talking about casual s*x with multiple women and not caring about anything traditional like school. He paints a lazy, gritty scene—sitting on a bench with red eyes, smoking, cruising in a nice car. His lifestyle’s wild and chaotic—he’s eating seafood, drinking wine, can’t find his house keys, and hooking up with random women, even ones outside the usual beauty norms. He brags about his s*xual power, throws shade at street workers, and calls his home a supermarket, filled with drügs and illegal deals. He’s never played cards or sports, but he’s made his money through other, more dangerous games. He even brags about measuring drügs without a scale and casually mentions putting a woman on a diet after sleeping with her. It’s all arrogant, dirty, and filled with street swagger—he’s living by his own rules.
[Ritornello: Nerissima Serpe & Papa V]
They’re still pushing the image of street hustle as a full-time grind. They came from having nothing, now they’ve got a big budget and serious guts—but they’re not playing around.
[Outro: Rasty Kilo]
He ends it by repeating “supermarket,” keeping the theme strong. It’s a world full of supply and demand, and he’s right in the center.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung Supermarket song?
A. Supermarket song is sung by Guè, Rasty Kilo.
Q. Who wrote Supermarket lyrics?
A. Supermarket lyrics are penned by Guè, Rasty Kilo.
Q. Who has given the music of Supermarket song?
A. Supermarket music is composed and produced by Guè, Rasty Kilo.
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