It's square when it's Bloody
Beend- (nah)
Eh, Beendo
It's square (eh)

I don't bring shit home
So I don't bring worries home
I can succeed by making comparisons
Ask FC if I'm not right
The best clients are in Central Paris
I recognized them, they listen to Nekfeu
And for me, rap is not recent
Don't talk about new if you haven't lit the fire (grr)
I don't have a girlfriend and I don't want an ex (grr)
You're my bro, I send you the sound, not a snippet (pah, pah)
By money, my brain is annexed
I admit, I'm excessive (Beendo)
I feel like there's no one in the hood
But you know, when we see each other, we check (huh?)
How are you, my guy? What's up? Sten?
I want Balenciaga so I don't have to tie my laces
"Eh thanks" like at the Caste', anyway, it's okay, I was just passing by
I didn't end up as a garbage man but I keep picking up
I didn't end up as a physio' but I keep massaging them (shoo-shoo)
Thanks to me, you fill up your massas
There are the cops, they keep passing by, check it out
They are too outdated because it makes too many passes like at Barça (watch)
Apart from that, I see that time has passed (grr)
Some play solo (grr) I haven't made it yet apart from that (grr)
The jealous ones, they persist
They would like to know how much I received (eh, Beendo)
When I had nothing, messages, I didn't receive any
I swear (eh, Beendo) that I didn't get any back
The cap, my goals I put them like Lacazette (han-han)
It's all alone that I detailed the cassette (me)
I have sins-cou who handle the AK-47
I know guys in London, guys in Sarcelles (grr)
I didn't even fart, my ex, she harasses me (grr)
She thinks I have Anthony Martial's salary
I'm more into finishing than massaging (oh yeah)
You're more into fellatio than licking (ah)
I gave you but I expect nothing in return (nah, nah)
I just want respect in exchange (han)
I'm not a pookie, I never gave people (han)
I'm not a hypocrite, I never liked Deschamps (nah)
I ask you for a favor and you want me to put gas
I don't know what my life would have been without football
At the time of adolescence, I blow
They don't believe me about my birth date
Client, get this into your head
For 15 meujs, you have to give me a hundred
Eh, eh, client, get this into your head
For 15 meujs (grr) you have to give me a hundred euros (grr, eh, you have to give me a hundred, ah)
You have to give me a hundred (Beendo)
Client, get this into your head (ah)
Eh (you have to give me a hundred)

And I haven't finished rapping his mother
As long as I don't have enough mapessa, dude
I can't conceive that my life stops
As long as I don't have a million a year in salary
You don't have money, you have fewer friends
I can't refuse a packet of money
But I can refuse if the Devil offers me his hand
I was in football, I know a lot of agents
I have contacts in football, music and drugs (grr)
I would like to tell you but there is only God we adore
And there are only good girls we approach
The real pirates stayed on board
I trust no one, don't offer me a drink
Here, we don't do evil so there's nothing to see
As long as you haven't proven to me, I'll have a hard time believing you
I'm left-handed like the Devil but I'm not clumsy

A confessed fault is half forgiven
This sentence doesn't apply to the police station
The cardboard rappers, they need to be beaten up
They don't have one, they're big liars

A confessed fault is half forgiven
This sentence doesn't apply to the police station
The cardboard rappers, they need to be beaten up
They don't have one, they're big liars

Brr, han-han
They don't have one, they're big liars
Grr, han-han
Liars
Beendo Zarziz A.K.A Beendo Z

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