Hey
Hey, eh
Han-han
Woah
Grr, hey
Yo, lil B, it's NKO on beat
Woah
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Fuck, hey
NKO

I'm still here
My life, oh mom, doesn't change
They're sons of bitches, they're Bin Laden if you're mafia
I'm still here, I don't fuck with rappers in Italy
You're my little horses, but what mafia?
I'm still here
My life, oh mom, doesn't change
They're sons of bitches, they're Bin Laden if you're mafia
I'm still here, I don't fuck with rappers in Italy (brr)
You're my little horses, but what mafia?
I'm still here, hey (the bad is gangx)
Hey, everything for the gang, need unlimited cash, hey
I deal weed, I deal coke at night (smoke, smoke)
Hey, I'm in the street, you, we've never seen you inside (hey)
Hey, s/o Baby Gang, need unlimited cash
Zone seven on the big boss
ProvenSacky no perks
You're sons of bitches, I have a machine gun with Simba that goes "Ra-ta-ta" on my opps
Gazo big dog, Paris my love, bro for rollie makes tic-toc
I have a machine gun with Simba that goes "Ra-ta-ta" on my opps

I have my sweet, I have my flax (flax)
My Opinel, it's a 12 (twelve)
I'm under codeine, I don't have the blues anymore (Pah)
We shoot them (shoot) and it's true (huh)
You, even you know we fuck them
I cut in GLA, it's not a rental (nion)
Real shooters to my right (hey, hey, hey)

I have my sweet, I have my flax (flax)
My Opinel, it's a 12 (grr)
I'm under codeine, I don't have the blues anymore (hey)
We shoot them (shoot) and it's true (pah)
You, even you know we fuck them
I cut in GLA, it's not a rental (nion)

Afana give me smoking, Audola
Kamara, tac blaka, Maradona
Pull up, pull up in your area
2Pac-2Pac, bam-bam-bam good
Too much, too much madam in the area
Acab-acab, sese that sounds
Dahar dahar brother it's time
How's it going under the suburbs?
Hey, only the guards are looking for me
Hey, that's why I don't answer, babe (hey)
Hey, I don't leave traces of these shits

I have my sweet, I have my flax (flax)
My Opinel, it's a 12 (twelve)
I'm under codeine, I don't have the blues anymore (pah)
We shoot them (shoot) and it's true (huh)
You, even you know we fuck them
I cut in GLA, it's not a rental (nion)
Real shooters to my right (hey, hey, hey)

I have my sweet, I have my flax (flax)
My Opinel, it's a 12 (grr)
I'm under codeine, I don't have the blues anymore (hey)
We shoot them (shoot) and it's true (pah)
You, even you know we fuck them
I cut in GLA, it's not a rental (nion)

NKO on beat

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