I only move to pick up a bag or pick up my B.I.T.C.H
Why would I let your friend get away
If I have the chance to kill two?
Even if we have tons, we have to get rid of
The 50s, the 20s and the 10 Es
I think about my Toka in the secret compartment
When I see a bar full of weed
In the chop there are two places, the bus is full
If you want to make money walk with broke guys
I bring her Hermes and a Van Cleef & Arpels ring
I watch a booty pass by and she complains
If my bullet doesn't hit you, it hits one of your friends
On this field, I'm an indisputable starter
Deep pass, I'm unplayable
The losers are freaking out, the sound is not tiktokable

I don't know anyone who owes me money in Paris
And who walks around calmly on his two legs
When I have business, you call me blood
It's when I'm down that you have to be there
I know guys who can let it slide
When you think it's over, they come and pierce your skin
I know girls who wait for you in the gap
When you knock on the door that's when she gives the go, SE

M.O.N.E.Y (L.A) in the square under Jack Da (under Jack Da)
With the right color of the drug (of the drug)
You will see the color of all the streets
I'm dressed for twenty K (twenty K)
I have the cosmic energy in the speaker
Soon, I'll blow up the Huracán
They scratched the hood of the GT in Cannes

If you don't have one, she doesn't follow you
If you go out too fast like Gunna, it's suspect (suspect)
If you don't have one, she doesn't follow you
If you go out too fast like Gunna, it's suspect (suspect)
On the TP equipped, if you're not happy tripled (tripled)
On the TP equipped, if you're not happy tripled
Even if you beg, they will shoot
Upstairs, it smells like ass need to ventilate
And if you don't pay, it will get worse
We get into your head no one will get away
It's bibi from Monday to Sunday
Once the job is done, you have to burn the car
On the road of the old man and the gold bars
Bitch no time for the crazies

I have fewer friends than enemies
But I can afford several Richard Mille watches
I go out and come back like in semi
Since ON1, all eyes on me
I have fewer friends than enemies
But I can afford several Richard Mille watches (yes-yes)
I go out and come back like in semi
Since ON1, all eyes on me, all eyes on me (SE)

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