Bunker (Bunker, Bunker)

They see that I have the ball, they wonder "will he put it in?"
Money attracts me just like the moon attracts the sea
You have to put in watermelons, you can't tickle
Even with full pockets, I have to manage the balance
I have to settle down, I've wandered too much (yeah)
I'm setting up the dictatorship, like Alpha Condé I have bundles to count (cash)
Rap, 0.9 binks, manufacture the pure (Binks Beatz)
Education certificate, I'm your teacher (yeah)
You have to take notes when I give a speech
Philly Flingo with Binks Beatz (Binks)
We're hungry like fifteen pits
I'm here to last like Jean-Pierre Foucault (Jean-Pierre)
Join the team if you want millions (yeah)
After COVID, it's Acapulco, quick cut like a coke ninja (cut)
Don't believe these rappers, don't let them fool you (never)
Between them, they just alternate
I stay in my place in the Top 5, I distance myself from the last four, yeah
I see too stressed destitute, I see too serene rich (too serene rich)
Determined like an organ trafficker, GHB in your glass, he needs this kidney
Don Dada dope, belt, spoon, zippo, syringe
Mariane wants to break my back like Tong Po in Kick Boxer 1 (aight)
Hypochondriac, I'm always too cared for somewhere on a Haussmannian boulevard
In a big plane, a crazy thing to bang your head until you break the cranial bone
The drug has locked you up, you think it frees you, the road is long, I must not lose myself
Still no mis-per, global warming, I must not rap in winter

Global warming, global warming
I must not rap in winter, not rap in winter
RPTG, RPTG, sisi, let's go

They see that I have the ball (yeah)
They wonder "will he put it in?" (Will he put it in?)
Money attracts me just like the moon attracts the sea (let's go)
No one has seen him since Tuesday night, as if he was kidnapped by jnouns
A lot of search files it's weird
Teenagers disappear every day (weird)
Thank you France, the Guinean franc is not worth a pistachio (peanut)
African dictators are all puppets, above, Marianne is hiding
The street dreams of football but the footballers dream of the street
Millionaire, they prefer to hang out with thugs than to score hat-tricks (ahah)
We let you know, you're just a tan even if you're the strongest in attack
At Clairefontaine, when the President comes
Only white players can sit at his table
Too many civilians in espadrilles, will have to expatriate
The cops regroup in squadron, the whole sector is quadrilled
Him? He gives me orders, he is younger than me
I have no drugs, I have no blunt weapons
Go fuck yourself dirty law abuser
In my lifetime, I don't think we get along
The cops from above have invested in the hall
The biggest fish are secretly in the water
The cops from below, equip themselves with bullets
They just want to stop the tanned ones who frolic
We're here, we're doing nothing, at every opportunity, they want to see our underwear
Last time in the neighborhood, they shot a dog (dog)
Even for animals, no compassion
Black at the police station, I know the script, our chances of survival are not very great
They commit their crimes without wearing gloves
They're Bloods, they're Crips, I see them as a gang (a gang)

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