Narco Trafficante
Kevin Gates Lyrics


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Yo me llamo Luca Brasi
Ughh
Yo mato por nada
Yo tengo muchas pistolas, cabron
Yo tengo cocaina, marijuana, y lo que tu necessita
Numeros bueno
If you having trouble translating what the fuck I just said, go get Rosetta Stone
Puta, pendejo

Passionate about crack sales, people wonder if I have a cracked head
See OG and freelow, don't ever call em no crack head
Brap brap, cracked legs, broke ribs, cracked head
Me cleavin' to the white meat, cracked eggs
Pots, pans, still objects, non-stick, district court
Nonsense child support, tryna settle things outta court
Luca brasi a mobster, chill get thrown in ya collarbone
Broken nose and a collarbone, neck look like a xylophone
Sick a being bothered pussy artist you can blast off
When I was broke I was a joke, I couldn't die far
Wrong number, call a bitch, I get the dial tone
Now my dipping game away from getting smiled [?]
Cheeks, cheeks, or should I say no teeth
Been on the streets for 14 months and I ain't miss a beat
White girl wasted, a couple want me to cuddle
Need them bills to pay her bill, she love my lil' brother Chuckie
Booty club transaction in traffic saying they love it
OG car moving blocks boxing impuddle
Down sag hood, out the hood I suffer concussions
Why receive a past protection, no fumble, touchdown, or nothin, go

Bitch I run the streets, don't talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Bitch I run the streets, mi no talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Ti quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre
Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Te quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre

I know I'm the shit like my shit don't have a stench
And all my hoes are ratchet like I don't have a wrench
And all my hoes are in the game like I don't have a bench
And they gimme so much brain, them hoes don't make no sense
And my white girl in the kitchen work her wrist like Rachel Ray
I don't see no black and white, I see 50 shades of grey, yeah
Cocaine and jail, bars story of my life
I got 11 in the car, I hope amigo wrapped 'em right
I don't want these nigga's bitches so I'mma give 'em back to 'em
But they mouth game exclusive, I'm startin' to get attatched to 'em
Bitches on my dick, I got to ask 'em where my dick is
Shout out to my girlfriend, act like you ain't catch it
Benz truck, I'm loving it, I love it so much I fuck in it
Am I tripping or is her pussy talkin', I swear it just told me to nut in it
Her pussy so tight I'm stuck in it, feel like she still sucking it
I beat it until it young bleed like her, nigga what in it

Bitch I run the streets, don't talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Bitch I run the streets, mi no talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Ti quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre
Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Te quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre

Bitch I'm fresh up off my grind like a skateboard in this prime
Don't skateboard why lie, couldn't skateboard if I tried
I like trap houses and kitchens and love to fuck with prescriptions
Got a bad bitch and she [?], you'd prolly guess she a stripper
She kinda tall, got a long weave, her thighs thick and she slender
She play men but she really sweet, got pretty teeth and she tender
My mother's Puerto Rican with pistols, illegal tender
I ain't pussy like the son of the one on illegal tender
Gason Donald bitch you play Willy Cooley I get you injured
Went to school, too busy focused on pigeons, we got suspended
Boyfriend ugly, girl I'm too cute to be going duffy
Keep that hifey shit from around me in public, could lead to scufflin'
Free zoah li jamalo while in the Roco republic
Still I thrive in the gutter, missing lives in the jungle
Pair of cleates dirty feet had to improvise when I'm probably
Boobly bumpy on a muscle, can't go aside from the hustle, no

Bitch I run the streets, don't talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Bitch I run the streets, mi no talk to police
Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Ti quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre




Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Te quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre

Overall Meaning

The song “Narco Trafficante” by Kevin Gates featuring Percy Keith is a track about the life of a drug lord, from his daily routine to his business deals. The first verse is delivered by Gates, who introduces himself as Luca Brasi, a fictional character from The Godfather. The chorus repeats the phrase “Narco Trafficante,” which translates to a drug trafficker in Spanish. The song is largely performed in English, but also includes a sprinkling of Spanish phrases.


The second verse takes a more violent turn, with Gates rapping about his propensity for physical harm. He references friends who are drug addicts and clarifies that he is not one himself, just passionate about selling. He discusses his illegal activities involving drugs and weapons, and how he navigates the court system to avoid child support payments. The following verse is performed by Percy Keith, who speaks to his own experiences growing up in the hood, with references to trap houses, drug addictions, and love interests who happen to be strippers.


Overall, “Narco Trafficante” is a gritty rap song that paints a picture of the violent and dangerous world of drug trafficking. It’s a genre that has become popular in recent years, with rappers often weaving tales of illegal activity and violence to create vivid and captivating narratives.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo me llamo Luca Brasi
My name is Luca Brasi


Yo mato por nada
I kill for nothing


Yo tengo muchas pistolas, cabron
I have many guns, bastard


Yo tengo cocaina, marijuana, y lo que tu necessita
I have cocaine, marijuana, and what you need


Numeros bueno
Good numbers


If you having trouble translating what the fuck I just said, go get Rosetta Stone
If you can't understand me, use Rosetta Stone


Puta, pendejo
Whore, idiot


Passionate about crack sales, people wonder if I have a cracked head
I'm so enthusiastic about selling crack that people question my sanity


See OG and freelow, don't ever call em no crack head
OG and Freelow don't like being called crackheads


Brap brap, cracked legs, broke ribs, cracked head
Sound of gunshots and the resulting injuries


Me cleavin' to the white meat, cracked eggs
I'm cutting deeply into the flesh and breaking eggs


Pots, pans, still objects, non-stick, district court
Various objects in a kitchen and going to court


Nonsense child support, tryna settle things outta court
Dealing with child support and trying to avoid going to court


Luca brasi a mobster, chill get thrown in ya collarbone
Luca Brasi is a mobster who could injure you


Broken nose and a collarbone, neck look like a xylophone
Injuries resulting in a fractured nose, collarbone, and a neck that looks like a xylophone


Sick a being bothered pussy artist you can blast off
I'm tired of annoying artists and I'll confront them


When I was broke I was a joke, I couldn't die far
When I was broke, I wasn't taken seriously and didn't have a bright future


Wrong number, call a bitch, I get the dial tone
When I accidentally call the wrong number, I hear a dial tone


Now my dipping game away from getting smiled [?]
I'm close to being successful and making a lot of money


Cheeks, cheeks, or should I say no teeth
Referring to someone's face or lack of teeth


Been on the streets for 14 months and I ain't miss a beat
I've been on the streets for 14 months without missing a step


White girl wasted, a couple want me to cuddle
Drunk on cocaine and two women want to cuddle with me


Need them bills to pay her bill, she love my lil' brother Chuckie
I need to pay bills and my girl loves my little brother Chuckie


Booty club transaction in traffic saying they love it
Drug transactions happening in a car with strippers saying they love it


OG car moving blocks boxing impuddle
OG's car is moving drugs, boxing them in and causing confusion


Down sag hood, out the hood I suffer concussions
I'm from a rough neighborhood and get injured from it


Why receive a past protection, no fumble, touchdown, or nothin, go
I don't need protection from my past, I'll score without it


Bitch I run the streets, don't talk to police
I'm in charge of the streets and won't talk to the police


Say what's my name perdon mi no habla ingles
Asking someone if they know my name, apologizing for not speaking English


Narco trafficante, narco trafficante
Drug trafficker, drug trafficker


Ti quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre
I want cocaine, my family is my man


Te quiero cocaina mi familia es mi hombre
I want cocaine, my family is my man


I know I'm the shit like my shit don't have a stench
I know I'm amazing and can do no wrong


And all my hoes are ratchet like I don't have a wrench
All of my women are ghetto, like I can't fix them


And all my hoes are in the game like I don't have a bench
All of my women are involved in illegal activities, like I have no sidelines


And they gimme so much brain, them hoes don't make no sense
My women give me so much intelligence, it doesn't make sense


And my white girl in the kitchen work her wrist like Rachel Ray
My Caucasian girlfriend is cooking fast, like a famous chef


I don't see no black and white, I see 50 shades of grey, yeah
I don't see things as being strictly right or wrong, I see many shades of grey


Cocaine and jail, bars story of my life
Cocaine and jail are a common theme in my life


I got 11 in the car, I hope amigo wrapped 'em right
I have 11 drugs in the car and hope my friend wrapped them properly


I don't want these nigga's bitches so I'mma give 'em back to 'em
I don't want other men's women, so I'll return them


But they mouth game exclusive, I'm startin' to get attatched to 'em
Their oral sex skills are amazing, and I'm starting to become attached to them


Bitches on my dick, I got to ask 'em where my dick is
Women are interested in me sexually and I have to ask them where my penis is


Shout out to my girlfriend, act like you ain't catch it
I'm giving praise to my girlfriend, pretend like you didn't hear it


Benz truck, I'm loving it, I love it so much I fuck in it
I love my Mercedes-Benz truck so much, I even have sex in it


Am I tripping or is her pussy talkin', I swear it just told me to nut in it
Is it my imagination, or is her vagina talking to me and telling me to ejaculate in it?


Her pussy so tight I'm stuck in it, feel like she still sucking it
Her vagina is so tight I'm having trouble getting out, it even feels like it's still sucking me in


I beat it until it young bleed like her, nigga what in it
I had sex with her until she was bleeding, what's wrong with her?


Bitch I'm fresh up off my grind like a skateboard in this prime
I'm fresh and ready to work hard like a skateboarder in their prime


Don't skateboard why lie, couldn't skateboard if I tried
I don't actually know how to skateboard, I couldn't even if I wanted to


I like trap houses and kitchens and love to fuck with prescriptions
I enjoy visiting drug houses and kitchens and tampering with prescription drugs


Got a bad bitch and she [?], you'd prolly guess she a stripper
I have a beautiful woman who is skilled at oral sex, and you'd think she's a stripper


She kinda tall, got a long weave, her thighs thick and she slender
She's tall, has long hair extensions, and has thick thighs but a slender figure


She play men but she really sweet, got pretty teeth and she tender
She may play with men's emotions, but she's really kind, has nice teeth, and is gentle


My mother's Puerto Rican with pistols, illegal tender
My mother is Puerto Rican and owns illegal firearms


I ain't pussy like the son of the one on illegal tender
I'm not weak like the son of the main character of Illegal Tender


Gason Donald bitch you play Willy Cooley I get you injured
If you play with me, I'll hurt you like the character Willy Cooley from Gaslight and Donald


Went to school, too busy focused on pigeons, we got suspended
I was too distracted by pigeons in school, and got suspended


Boyfriend ugly, girl I'm too cute to be going duffy
Your boyfriend is unattractive, and I'm too cute to be with someone like him


Keep that hifey shit from around me in public, could lead to scufflin'
Don't play that hyphy music around me, it could lead to a physical altercation


Free zoah li jamalo while in the Roco republic
Free Zoah Li Jamalo while they're in the Dominican Republic


Still I thrive in the gutter, missing lives in the jungle
I'm successful even though I'm in the ghetto, missing living in a luxurious place


Pair of cleates dirty feet had to improvise when I'm probably
Dirty shoes, dirty feet, I have to be resourceful in my situation


Boobly bumpy on a muscle, can't go aside from the hustle, no
My body is rough and bumpy, I can't stop hustling




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER, KEVIN GATES, PERCY KEITH

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@kennethcordoba7114

Quien aki en el 2024 .. 1 de Febrero brrr

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Still bumping in 2019 💯

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Still bumpin ,2020 June 2

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8 yrs later we still traffikking narcs 💰🦅

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i hope not man

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TMI don’t snitch on ya self g lesion 101

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