I was out on the street
And I stole a necklace from a son of a bitch
And I paid for my first music video
With the necklace I ripped off that little guy
Down there on the street

If you're not a son of a bitch (hey)
You're a whore
Twenty-four hours on the street (grr) making money
I have the square in my underwear (pow-pow), damn whore
They move packages of weed (hey) a week
If you're not a son of a bitch (hey)
You're a whore
Twenty-four hours on the street (grr) making money
I have the square in my underwear (uh), damn whore
They move packages of weed (hey), a week
(Hey, hey, hey)

Hey, big fag, vroom-vroom, I accelerate
And you know there are no pedals on my motorcycle
I arrive in teum-teum under CR
I can't tighten, there, buddy, it's too early
Big fag, vroom-vroom, I accelerate
You know there are no pedals on my motorcycle
Teum-teum under CR
I can't tighten, there, buddy, it's too early
Ba-ba-ba-ba-bad bitch, bad bitch in the vicinity
Of course, I'm talking about the unmarked car
3.308 Break, blue-black beam
There are the blue lights, you have to accelerate
Bad-bad bitch, bad bitch in the vicinity
Of course, I'm talking about the unmarked car
3.308 Break, blue-black beam
There are the blue lights, you have to accelerate

If-if-if-if you're not a son of a bitch (pow-pow), you're a whore
Twenty-four hours on the street (eh-eh) making money
I have the square in my underwear (pow-pow), damn whore
They move packages of weed a week
Hey

Now with the necklaces I don't put gold
My mother taught me to wear gold
Directly, bro', from the gold buyer
That's why I don't wear gold necklaces
That's why I go around, bro', with that pack
So in case someone brother rips it off me
He doesn't find the gold one, but bro', that pack
And he can't buy more balls of coke anymore

The goal is to dress all in Dior
To drop euros on Billie Jean, Billie Jean
You know we're carnivores
So before I eat you, I halalize you, halalize
The goal is to dress all in Dior
To drop euros on Billie Jean, Billie Jean
You know we're carnivores
So before I eat you, I halalize you, halalize (woo)

Quick quick, ciap-ciap
I put it in the ass of those who do the trap, trap
Tik-tok, tik-tok
Now these girls are doing Tik Tok
At their age I was smoking the bong
As a child around like King Kong
Like King Kong, if I pull out the iron
You're going to dance the tik-tok (pah)

If you're not a son of a bitch
You're a whore
Twenty-four hours on the street making money
I have the square in my underwear (uh), damn whore
They move packages of weed (hey), a week
If you're not a son of a bitch (hey)
You're a whore
Twenty-four hours on the street (grr) making money
I have the square in my underwear (pow-pow), damn whore
They move packages of weed a week
(Pow-pow-pow-pow)

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