Lyric

Six!

Seven!

Six! Seven!

Italian Brainrot!

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Six! Seven!

Six! Seven!

Italian Brainrot, feel the heaven!

Six! Seven!

Seven! Six!

Funky little chaos in the mix!

Six! Six! Six!

Seven! Seven! Seven!

Six! Seven! Six! Seven!

Brainrot funk, no direction!

Neon numbers on a velvet floor

Funny little rhythm knocking at the door

No big meaning, just a shiny fixation

Six and Seven in a funk formation

Six! Seven!

Six! Seven!

Cappuccina in the ventilation!

Six! Six!

Seven! Seven!

Bananini in rotation!

Slide it left, bounce it right

Brainrot glowing in the light

Count it wrong, count it slick

Six and Seven make it thick!

Six! Seven!

Six! Seven!

Italian Brainrot, feel the heaven!

Six! Seven!

Seven! Six!

Funky little chaos in the mix!

Six! Six! Six!

Seven! Seven! Seven!

Six! Seven! Six! Seven!

Brainrot funk, no direction!

Six!

Six! Six!

Seven!

Seven! Seven!

Tung Tung in the back room!

Patapim in the bathroom!

Six in the morning!

Seven at night!

Brainrot dancing in the laser light!

Frigo Camelo on a bassline glide

Lirilì Larilà on the other side

Trippi Troppi in a mirror flash

Six and Seven in a sugar crash

Random numbers, perfect groove

No one knows why the people move

But the floor says yes and the lights say go

Funk so strange that it steals the show

Six! Seven!

Six! Seven!

Italian Brainrot, feel the heaven!

Six! Seven!

Seven! Six!

Funky little chaos in the mix!

Six! Six! Six!

Seven! Seven! Seven!

Six! Seven! Six! Seven!

Brainrot funk, no direction!

Six

Seven

Six! Seven

Italian Brainrot