Eh, yeah
Eh, yeah
Eh, yeah

I'm in the booth, yeah (booth)
I light up my pipe (pipe)
Three points, switch, basket (switch)
Flow like the NBA (switch)
It's all for the win (it's all for the win)
Number ten like Sané (Number ten like Sané)
Man, I'm hungry (I'm really hungry)
I'm going to do them dirty (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Matte black sports car (yeah) will make you jealous
You weren't there when I was on foot
Master the defense, master the attack
Hopefully they don't come at six in the morning

I've already lifted his girl
And I don't like how this asshole watches us (how he watches us)
He recognizes our faces, we know his very well, yeah
The kids want to get involved
I cut a fifty on the 'quette, yeah, yeah
The cops are investigating, hey
This bitch wants her Patek, yeah, yeah
Ten like Pelé, Alex Wang, Fendi
She wants me to finish her, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can't brake, it's all for the money, baby, no worries

They do nothing, do nada (nada)
We screw them, no worries (no worries)
They smoke weed (weed)
Lemon haze (lemon haze) bitch, no credit
They do nothing, do nada (nada)
We screw them, no worries (no worries)
They smoke weed (weed)
Lemon haze (lemon haze) bitch, no credit

It goes back to Bériz (it goes back to Bériz) yeah
Trunk full of suitcases (trunk full of suitcases)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They do nothing (they do nothing)
We screw them (nada, nada) no worries (nada, nada)
They smoke weed
Lemon haze, bitch, no credit (cash)

He's a loser, he needs to chill
So I can't hang with him (I can't hang with him)
Often, I'm not there, I'm chasing the money
Baby wants cuddles (she wants cuddles)
The street is good but
Like the old ones, I want to move on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Automatic gearbox, four rings so it's impossible, I can't stall
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
They're trouble, they'll screw you over for money
Audemars Piguet, I don't give you the time
I work for myself, I don't have a salary
Like the Arabs, I'm gaining value (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Before, they mocked us (they mocked us)
Now, they can only swallow (they can only swallow)
The drugs, the crazy ones (eh) baby come back but it's faded (yeah, yeah)
Full headlights, I pull up in a real car (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Broke, no more money, what are you going to do? (No more money, how? How?)
All his life, he knew the ghetto (all his life)
He loses it and empties the barrel

They do nothing, do nada (nada)
We screw them, no worries (no worries)
They smoke weed (weed)
Lemon haze (lemon haze) bitch, no credit
They do nothing, do nada (nada)
We screw them, no worries (no worries)
They smoke weed (weed)
Lemon haze (lemon haze) bitch, no credit
It goes back to Bériz (it goes back to Bériz) yeah
Trunk full of suitcases (trunk full of suitcases)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
They do nothing (they do nothing)
We screw them (nada, nada) no worries (nada, nada)
They smoke weed
Lemon haze, bitch, no credit (cash)

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