"Red Eye To Kosovo" lyrics
GASHI & JIMI BANKS Lyrics
Yeah I hope you guys enjoyed the show
Young Bank Sinatra
Don Dottas of Don Dottas
More
More champagne
Orca Sound Records
Red-eye to Kosovo
I funnel loads of coke
Champagne toasting with my toast
Have you comatose
Double-breasted on the overcoat
If you know you know
Park the Rolls right in front the church call it Holy Ghost
Fuck communion I need more bread
I kiss my mama on the forehead it's code red
The presidential suite we all pledge but I don't vote
Only presidents I'm voting for is all dead
Gorgeous gangster even for a shootout girl I need a shape-up
I bought some new Bottega robes just to greet the neighbors
Cigar smoke & Louis loafs while I read the paper
Now catch me eating pita as I flee to Albania
More
Red Eye to Kosovo
Stopped by Rollin Roaster one time
And then headed straight to JFK
All gold vacheron plain no stones
Adriatic Marmont got my own cologne
Cap estel money talk with Mr Carbone
Watching Dolan make a trade right up off the phone
You pray for years for shit I casually do
What they faking on the gram shit I actually do
You stoop kids afraid to leave the stoop
If it ain't the Cullinan it's the Aston Coup
Chrome piece for peace of mind still tucked in a ride
At Sunny Hill they try to kill me but I still survived
I'm the greatest Albanian artist that's still alive
And I ain't never sucked dick to get recognized
Pussy do the math bucket full of crab
Tub full of money sitting as I'm counting cash
In Bottega as I brag popped another tag
Sardinia with the fam blew 100 racks
Fuck your favorite model for an autograph
20-car garage still make her call a cab
These rappers call me unc they bitches call me dad
Threw the pussy at me I ain't gotta touch a bag
Fuck that bring the beat back
Cartier tank sipping wine playing Frank
Million-dollar baby feeling like Hilary Swank
Orca Sound Cuban chain fuck a shark tank
Old labels sank as I'm laughing to the bank
They shoulda named me Amadou cause I'ma do it all
Turned the club into turkey cause we fucking balled!
Had my nephew in chinchilla before he can crawl
October baby but you know that I would never fall!
And it's hilarious to me
I only listen to people who are younger than me
These are the only people who have ideas
You can not give me any advice
Oh my God it's the killah whales!
Hey listen
I still think about 2018
I remember
Dua Lipa reached out to me
Said yo you wanna do the festival
I did it
I went out there
And I did the show whatever
I killed it
Bodied that shit, bodied
And then then I they
She reached out to me again was like I need
You to headline the show
And I was like yo kosovo yeah that's my hometown
I'm gonna do that I'm a headliner
Anyway we show up you know uh
I'm the headliner I think um it was like Miley Cyrus
Calvin Harris or somebody like that with me
And I show up and before I could hit the stage
Somebody puts a gun to my face
And and presses the trigger and the gun jams you know I'm saying
And I was gonna die that second you know what I mean
Like literally I could have died
That gun jammed and the person that pulled the trigger ran off
And I then I had to jump on stage
And finish the show
Imagine like after all that you know
Um but I'm still here you know I'm saying
Y'all could never take me out bitch
Remember that no matter what I'm still here
Even after I'm gone these records gonna live on forever
You mad there's a lot of big mad motherfuckers over there
Because they never had to spend millions of dollars for me to be who I am
You understand
This ain't no fake shit man it's organic
People really love the music
You ain't gotta play it a
Billion times for you to like it!
This ain't no motherfucking manufactured bullshit you know
People love the music
It hits the soul
Even after I'm gone no matter what happens to me
The music will live on forever
Young Bank Sinatra
Don Dottas of Don Dottas
More
More champagne
Orca Sound Records
Red-eye to Kosovo
I funnel loads of coke
Champagne toasting with my toast
Have you comatose
Double-breasted on the overcoat
If you know you know
Park the Rolls right in front the church call it Holy Ghost
Fuck communion I need more bread
I kiss my mama on the forehead it's code red
The presidential suite we all pledge but I don't vote
Only presidents I'm voting for is all dead
Gorgeous gangster even for a shootout girl I need a shape-up
I bought some new Bottega robes just to greet the neighbors
Cigar smoke & Louis loafs while I read the paper
Now catch me eating pita as I flee to Albania
More
Red Eye to Kosovo
Stopped by Rollin Roaster one time
And then headed straight to JFK
All gold vacheron plain no stones
Adriatic Marmont got my own cologne
Cap estel money talk with Mr Carbone
Watching Dolan make a trade right up off the phone
You pray for years for shit I casually do
What they faking on the gram shit I actually do
You stoop kids afraid to leave the stoop
If it ain't the Cullinan it's the Aston Coup
Chrome piece for peace of mind still tucked in a ride
At Sunny Hill they try to kill me but I still survived
I'm the greatest Albanian artist that's still alive
And I ain't never sucked dick to get recognized
Pussy do the math bucket full of crab
Tub full of money sitting as I'm counting cash
In Bottega as I brag popped another tag
Sardinia with the fam blew 100 racks
Fuck your favorite model for an autograph
20-car garage still make her call a cab
These rappers call me unc they bitches call me dad
Threw the pussy at me I ain't gotta touch a bag
Fuck that bring the beat back
Cartier tank sipping wine playing Frank
Million-dollar baby feeling like Hilary Swank
Orca Sound Cuban chain fuck a shark tank
Old labels sank as I'm laughing to the bank
They shoulda named me Amadou cause I'ma do it all
Turned the club into turkey cause we fucking balled!
Had my nephew in chinchilla before he can crawl
October baby but you know that I would never fall!
And it's hilarious to me
I only listen to people who are younger than me
These are the only people who have ideas
You can not give me any advice
Oh my God it's the killah whales!
Hey listen
I still think about 2018
I remember
Dua Lipa reached out to me
Said yo you wanna do the festival
I did it
I went out there
And I did the show whatever
I killed it
Bodied that shit, bodied
And then then I they
She reached out to me again was like I need
You to headline the show
And I was like yo kosovo yeah that's my hometown
I'm gonna do that I'm a headliner
Anyway we show up you know uh
I'm the headliner I think um it was like Miley Cyrus
Calvin Harris or somebody like that with me
And I show up and before I could hit the stage
Somebody puts a gun to my face
And and presses the trigger and the gun jams you know I'm saying
And I was gonna die that second you know what I mean
Like literally I could have died
That gun jammed and the person that pulled the trigger ran off
And I then I had to jump on stage
And finish the show
Imagine like after all that you know
Um but I'm still here you know I'm saying
Y'all could never take me out bitch
Remember that no matter what I'm still here
Even after I'm gone these records gonna live on forever
You mad there's a lot of big mad motherfuckers over there
Because they never had to spend millions of dollars for me to be who I am
You understand
This ain't no fake shit man it's organic
People really love the music
You ain't gotta play it a
Billion times for you to like it!
This ain't no motherfucking manufactured bullshit you know
People love the music
It hits the soul
Even after I'm gone no matter what happens to me
The music will live on forever
