I-I-I've planned everything in the back of the-
Nothing-nothing-nothing to do with the Police
I-I-I've planned everything in the back of the-
Nothing-nothing-nothing to do with the Police

Don't give a damn about the municipal police
I've planned everything in the back of the minivan
On my bills, there hasn't always been a watermark
I'm masked, you won't see my ultimate face
Nor the neon color of my dirty urine
It's a branch of hell you'll visit
I have to fuck them subliminally
I can't help but make multi-syllables

Original Gangster (OG) I smoke medicinal
Or triple filtered critical, dressed like an Italian mafioso
Lyrical, Cyril Gane, I'm going to crush these pathetic MCs
In physics, in streaming and in digital
You know it's me, my worst rival (myself)
I want to engrave my initials and reach my final goal (the end)
Cocaine is inhaled, for some, it's a vital product (vital)
I hear my enemies grumbling, they don't even deserve the minimum (nothing)
Since the umbilical cord, it's written that it's going to end badly (mektoub)
Ride on the bike path (vroom) with a herniated disc (boom)
Listen to what the imam says (listen) our sisters have put on the niqab
The emperor doesn't need a certificate
I'm chilling at Bercy Village
Like a kid, it's me who's giggling
You always lose, it's my team that wins
It's in a cyprinid lake (splash) that I'm going to splash around
When a virile man speaks, you just mumble
I've only been working hard, I reward my subscribers
Before evaporating into nature we'll sell you pure like Gérard Fauré (wow)
I'll never forgive again, I'm looking for the flower with golden petals (search)
We lead a pirate's life (whore) the orifices dilate

Don't give a damn about the municipal police
I've planned everything in the back of the minivan
On my bills, there hasn't always been a watermark
I'm masked, you won't see my ultimate face
Nor the neon color of my dirty urine
It's a branch of hell you'll visit
I have to fuck them subliminally
I can't help but make multi-syllables, bitch

It's in the shadows that the scientists work (German)
I quickly took the turn, I'm technical like Zinédine Zidane
I have illegal things hidden in the underwear that itch me (wow)
Criminal mind, a bit like in Michigan (a bit)
Everything can go viral, we went from nothing, to the milligram (dirty)
From a stick to a little ten-bucks, the little girls turn into Nikita (whore)
I wait for the signal before attacking like a little spider (boom)
Lost in the horrible spiral (Tounsi) we kill ourselves for less than ten thousand bullets
For barely a thousand dirhams
No time for the ant-cicada accounts (no time)
At night I visit Pigalle, this whore on her thigh has a tribal sign (suck)
I want to touch the billion and lead the life of Prince William (Will)
There are all kinds of subsidiaries (exact) of family businesses, bitch

Don't give a damn about the municipal police
I've planned everything in the back of the minivan
On my bills, there hasn't always been a watermark
I'm masked, you won't see my ultimate face
Nor the neon color of my dirty urine
It's a branch of hell you'll visit
I have to fuck them subliminally
I can't help but make multi-syllables

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