Streams can be bought but not good deeds
You've made money, I'm waiting for your letters in jail
Snitch, deposition confirmed
My credit card is never confined
A trailer, a C12, I'm going back to my country
Put down the Don-Pé, I wanted my money like in Pompeii

Remand warrant, Baumettes, benna
Like a touch judge, I'm watching the field, eh, eh, eh, eh
Remand warrant, Baumettes, benna
Like a touch judge, I'm watching the field, eh, eh, eh, eh

I'm talking in 500 bills, jacuzzi, you're in a blood bath
Bills like spring rolls, in summer we sell snow
I'm talking in 500 bills, jacuzzi, you're in a blood bath
Bills like spring rolls, in summer we sell you snow

God willing, bro it's long time, Speak in kilos of C
And when the phone rings, I think you're frayed
God willing, bro it's long time, Speak in kilos of C
We're off to Rio, Colombia, in summer we sell you snow

We sold there, they must pillave Tequila
Despite everything we made El Walida proud
I have my Beretta, in very good condition, yeah guys
Like mom I was listening to Dalida
We have weapons stored, we will enter without knocking
Don't tell me please
If your head is on sale, I'll come jump you
Tell me who can stop me (health and happiness)
I know you're a whore, tell me why you're screaming (why are you screaming?)
If you're a hypocrite, tell me why you pray (why do you pray?)
You don't know how to do it, tell me why you drill
You come from the capital, we come from the capital of crime
Kofs

Remand warrant, Bois d'Ar, benna (yes Laouni)
Like a touch judge, I'm watching the field, eh, eh, eh, eh (on my mother's life)
Remand warrant, Bois d'Ar, benna (Baumettes, Bois d'Ar big)
Like a touch judge, I'm watching the field (pah, pah, pah, pah) eh, eh, eh, eh

I'm talking in 500 bills, jacuzzi, you're in a blood bath
Bills like spring rolls, in summer we sell snow
I'm talking in 500 bills, jacuzzi, you're in a blood bath
Bills like spring rolls, in summer we sell you snow

God willing, bro it's long time, Speak in kilos of C
And when the phone rings, I think you're frayed
God willing, bro it's long time, Speak in kilos of C
We're off to Rio, Colombia, in summer we sell you snow

We did haram, we are doomed to hell
But my hand is in the din (cocaine in the jeans)
(In summer we sell you snow)
They didn't expect us, we shot at them and then we left (we left)

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