[Intro: Jack The Smoker]

Mob, Mob

Brr, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Jack The Smoker]

I fight in the world of the big guys

Covered in mud with a corrupted heart (brr)

Before, kids who played in the dirt (yeah)

Now, adults who play dirty (eh)

Bad mood when there's no money (ah)

But I don't envy where it's abundant (ah)

You hate who robs the banks

I only hate who funds them (ah)

I think that love is too expensive nowadays

At least twice as expensive as fucking her (ooh)

I can't stand this girl, I swear

She talks too much, she talks even when I go out (ah)

She told me that I'm not a man of worth, I'm just a heart-breaker (ay)

Maybe 'cause I'm not much of a TV guy

Take out the garbage (no)

You just stay there and wait for the turning point, but you die

People look like they're dead already, from the outside

I dream of a robbery on a security van

Beasts on the outside with a mini-heart (ay)

There's neither love nor heroism (no)

The world is made of bricks (ay)

It stands with selfishness (yeah)

This guy shoots like in the goal post (ay)

Then he talks too much, silver tongue

I know that just to get some fame he would put his tongue inside a shit (brr)

I read, he looks for his turning point

A fairy-tale life but that's not Disney

She's here with no make-up like Kessey

I don't recognize you and I say: "Who are you?"

[Pre-hook: Lazza]

Who are you? (who are you?)

There's no mistake (there's no mistake)

If there's my name, not your name on the display (on the display)

Mister (mister), my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape (with a mixtape)

We hit your bros with an X6

[Hook: Lazza]

Who are you? There's no mistake

If there's my name, not your name on the display

Mister, my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape

We hit your bros with an X6

[Verse 2: Jake La Furia]

Ah, I come from "Enough-land"

From the times of the bank bankruptcy (ooh)

At least I can still cook

I can make crack from weed

Melt the platinums (yeah)

Old champions, Maradona and Platinì

I heard you're saying you could stay on the streets (yeah)

Depends on what street you come by

Who cuts first, cuts better (ah)

That's not written in the Bushido (yeah)

Tell that to my brother that smokes Marlboro and serves the sentence for murder (yeah)

Don't call us "gang", don't call us "union"

I don't write things, I don't talk about iPhone (yeah)

Bro, I don't clean my badge at night, yeah

Twenty packages inside a car door (yeah)

Some cars on fire in a field

Particulates inside the atmosphere

We breath cancer here

We've got the gills, here in Milan

We puff smoke in our cheeks, ooh

Barefoot if I break your nose

'Cause I've got all-white Jordans

[Pre-hook: Lazza]

Who are you? (who are you?)

There's no mistake (there's no mistake)

If there's my name, not your name on the display (on the display)

Mister (mister), my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape (with a mixtape)

We hit your bros with an X6

[Hook: Lazza]

Who are you? There's no mistake

If there's my name, not your name on the display

Mister, my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape

We hit your bros with an X6

[Verse 3: Lazza]

I've got ten bitches in my DMs (oh)

Think if one of them gets me (oh)

You look like the boy in the striped pajamas

She snorts two stripes in her pajamas

Mama (mama), you know you've made me harder than marble

All the opposite, look (look)

Zzala is laughing on the Wailing Wall, ooh

Audi (rrah), I've got four rings on my hands

You have your necklaces, but you'd better buy a house

Otherwise how are you gonna be covered from rain?

Money in my pockets, bro, they jump like pogo (pogo)

Zzala is for the people like the Dogo (Dogo)

You bring a rope, I'll bring a stool

I've a bordello in my house, bro, like the Gogol

I shut those guys down just with a finger (ooh)

Like a QWERTY keyboard (ooh-ooh)

She says: "You're my favorite one" (ooh-ooh)

I hope she's gonna twerk tonight (no)

I don't wanna sit at my table no more (nah)

We are more beastly than on Noah's ark

Forget about the chatting and about the good manners

Then get us a boatload of Moet (brr)

[Pre-hook: Lazza]

Who are you? (who are you?)

There's no mistake (there's no mistake)

If there's my name, not your name on the display (on the display)

Mister (mister), my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape (with a mixtape)

We hit your bros with an X6

[Hook: Lazza]

Who are you? There's no mistake

If there's my name, not your name on the display

Mister, my crew, if they want, gets two platinum records with a mixtape

We hit your bros with an X6