(Lali changed the mood)
(Hehehe, this is so much fun)
Hah, hah
Hah, hah
Woop

Let's take a spin, tell the pussies: "It's a cold winter"
She's a ten, but in bed I prefer the hoes
With OG in the cut and Justin Bieber in a two-seater
He says: "Come to the cafe", but I say: "Birra, I don't smoke shisha"
To all those who call me underrated, you have a great nose
Fuckers want (pah) to kick like me, but this is not FIFA (hah)
Pissers are jealous because they know I'm doing my sicka
Women fuck head (money), she tells me: "It's a you is a lying cheater" (hah, woah)
Real-nigga-blood runs in my veins, tell the plug he can trust (woah)
From double-H to NRW, all the brothers also know, yes (hah)
She wants to go with me, I say: "Babe, where exactly?"
She tells me: "Kwam, I'll give you brain for a little bit of clout" (shit)
You see me in the alley with the boys, I'm coolin'
Bape STA on my foot, look how I drip in my True Religion (aha)
Roll a fat one for me, as if I'm in a cartoon
Smoke a joint, that's a Jabba-Dabba-Doobie (Jabba, hah)

Three foreigners with a bag full of Ot
Sat in the trap, boxed joint
Then came the police boom-boom, what the fuck?
Handcuffs, into the cell, locked up in the box, ey

Three foreigners with a bag full of Ot (packs)
Sat in the trap, boxed joint (Smoke)
Then came the police boom-boom, what the fuck?
Handcuffs, into the cell, locked up in the box (Shit)

I need euros on my grill (hah), Shawty reads the initials (woop)
Party on a pill, she massages the genitals (what?)
Feel like Loc-Dog, do we have a problem?
I keep my nina tucked up (mh), all my niggas ridin' (rah-rah, hah)
Fi-fucker, you're a pussy-opponent
Hamburg-east a hotspot
What I smoke is top-notch
Door closed, that's a hotbox
If I were a Pokemon, then Gengar or Smogmog
Room full of smog, hah, I think he needs a doc, fuck (oh-hah, oh-hah)
Track comes hot, but head stays cool, he calls the ambulance
Don't paint a devil on the wall, but you see me spraying walls
Brother says, I muller toy (hah), but I swear, I try my best
Pisser, you're not my friend (ah-ah), but this is your joint (hah)
That's glowing right now, so, peu peu

Three foreigners with a bag full of Ot (packs)
Sat in the trap, boxed joint (smoke)
Then came the police boom-boom, what the fuck? (Shit)
Handcuffs, into the cell, locked up in the box, ey (pow, yes, shit)

Three foreigners with a bag full of Ot (packs)
Sat in the trap, boxed joint (smoke)
Then came the police boom-boom, what the fuck?
Handcuffs, into the cell, locked up in the box (shit)

On my grill (hah)

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