[Lyric] Meno Tody - Bailão English Translation (Genius English Translations)

[Intro]
Faith in God, you dig?
Meno T
Hey, uh

[Chorus]
Roll the rizla, throw it in the balloon
Grab this Glock and throw a big magazine
Bro, later on I'll come to the funk party
It's only twenty minutes left to finish my shift
Look what I carry on my waist
Something that hurts cop cars
All of my brothers wearing high end
All of my brothers came from the streets

[Verse 1]
I know I'm too full of myself
But I don't know why they care about me
I'm not famous, but look at how I dress
Purple hair, I can use it, bro, because I got style
All two, on Nike, I paid on cash
You know, we never wear those three stripes, no
There's a Glock with thirty in the magazine
She noticed the volumе under my shirt
You like the friеnds that are on gang
In the work shift, girl, I'm in it everyday
But music will take me out of this
I swear, I'm just trying to change my life
Make my family a bit proud of me
Don't forget, my bro, the world spins
You asked me if these guns I carry are real
Are you thinking I'm from Recayd Mob?
[Chorus]
Roll the rizla, throw it in the balloon
Grab this Glock and throw a big magazine
Bro, later on I'll come to the funk party
It's only twenty minutes left to finish my shift
Look what I carry on my waist
Something that hurts cop cars
All of my brothers wearing high end
All of my brothers came from the streets

[Verse 2]
Bro, I'm serious, I just want my space
Fuck them haters criticizing what I do
Fuck your prejudice if I'm from the slums
So what that I'm using guns in this video?
When I do this, it's apology, it's ugly
But playboys do it and everyone finds it cool, no
This is trap music from Rio de Janeiro
In Santa Rosa, there's just gunshot boys
Who don't like ADA and TCP
I'm not a Blood, but the command is still red, uh
And look, I came to the party
All the rich girls love me, I feel like I'm Matuê, no
But calm down, stay calm, baby
Girl, I'm Meno Tody, the CV trapstar
I'm not famous or rich, but you know I'm gonna be
Just look at me, honey, and you'll understand, uh
[Chorus]
Roll the rizla, throw it in the balloon
Grab this Glock and throw a big magazine
Bro, later on I'll come to the funk party
It's only twenty minutes left to finish my shift
Look what I carry on my waist
Something that hurts cop cars
All of my brothers wearing high end
All of my brothers came from the streets

[Outro]
Faith in God, you dig?
Meno T