A.W.A the mafia my nigga

Big iron, Foch avenue
Big wad in the bag
Rush into the Porsche, pop the Magnum

I take her in 6.9. like a guy from Vaulx-en-Velin
Don't play the machine, we're going to bring out the thing
I went to see mama, I leave without my fee
I have a two-piece left, the 6.23 with the Kärcher
I put on some shaggy-shaggy-shaggy, I dance like a dog
113 bottles in your VIP, we make a pool out of it
You like it, don't play the American
113 bottles in your VIP, we make a pool out of it
The brothers in transfer
Du-per between Camila Vargas and Michelle Pfeiffer
Huh, smoking the mula until cancer
PP, Fendi, I'm wasted, I lose Patek at poker

Big iron, Foch avenue
Big wad in the bag
Rush into the Porsche, pop the Magnum
Big iron, Foch avenue
Big wad in the bag
Rush into the Porsche, into the Porsche

Stripes on the Audemars, a croc on the quette-pla
I wear Versace like one wears a Kevlar
I make the bills crack, I make the mattresses squeak
Flashing lights on our asses, we don't stop
No, we don't stop
Climb into the rocket, AMG air-conditioned
Private square, the hearts, I broke them
The Magnum emptied, I ensure the security of my Ariana Grande
Five in your eyes, my Ariana Grande
She snaps, she plays crazy on the passenger side
Mula, mula, mula, used cuts
Burn, burn, burn for the rain-té money

Big iron, Foch avenue
Big wad in the bag
Rush into the Porsche, pop the Magnum
Big iron, Foch avenue
Big wad in the bag
Rush into the Porsche, into the Porsche

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