I could, I could do everything
I could, I could (fuck it's Seezy)
I could absolutely do everything
At every moment, day, night, outside, inside if I wanted to

I could produce Suikon Blaze and send him in my place
I can fill it with vodka just before I drink the cup
I can call Valentino to tune my shell
I can keep smiling, pretending it's paradise
I could go back to school and make mom proud (yeah)
Find something else to do than insult grandmothers on the mic (your grandmother)
All these turntables to decorate the walls of hell (yeah yeah)
That's it, I've seen everything here, I could cut elsewhere (I could, I could)
I could inquire about a caliber and rob a Rothschild (I could tchi)
I would say it was to save the world and I would make the headlines (I would consent)
I could blow two SMIC and a half in a Gucci outfit (I could ber-flam)
I could give up everything if you leave me with all the shit (I could, I could)

I have ce-for for the brothers (I could tell you)
I have her ge-gor under my claws (I could fuck you)
I go outside under effects (I could, I could)
I have a lot of bite under my airs (I could be peaceful)

I could find another good girl and put her at the center of my life
In the evening, stoned in my arms, she will explain to me the meaning of life
What have your friends done? Look closely, I'm your real family
Yeah, before the divorce, we can ignore each other given the size of the villa
I could roll a human and light it with a djin
Yeah, I could get khapta with Heuss the Bastard around a gin
Yeah, I could become the biggest seller in all of Seine-Saint-D'nis
Yeah, I could talk to strangers like before, make friends
I could do everything, at any moment, I prefer to smoke (smoke)
I could forgive them if only I wasn't resentful (-cunier)
What's the point of pe-ra, except to get sucked? (Suck)
Even when I have no libido, I can still assume

I could produce Suikon Blaze and send him in my place
I'm going to fill it with vodka just before I drink the cup
I can call Valentino to tune my shell
I can keep smiling, pretending it's paradise
I could go back to school and make mom proud (yeah)
Find something else to do than insult grandmothers on the mic (your grandmother)
All these turntables to decorate the walls of hell (yeah yeah)
That's it, I've seen everything here, I could cut elsewhere (I could, I could)
I could inquire about a caliber and rob a Rothschild (I could tchi)
I would say it was to save the world and I would make the headlines (I would consent)
I could blow two SMIC and a half in a Gucci outfit (I could ber-flam)
I could give up everything if you leave me with all the shit (I could, I could)

I have ce-for for the brothers
I have her ge-gor under my claws
I go outside under effects
I have a lot of death under my airs
I will be a happy millionaire

What are you talking about? The moula?
The moula, it's nothing as long as you don't save your surroundings
For that, you need courage
Jump the barriers, break the gears, hey
Ves-qui the whores in the area and keep your morals, enemy in front, he is not wise
You are just a passing figure, manipulated since childhood, eh, eh
I could do everything but I'm so lazy
I'm going to roll a teh and then eat a kweh
Go around the Earth before being bedridden
I hurt my back only if Charles is on the ground
I could pretend it's easy
But I go outside, I go back to the asylum (I go back to the asylum)

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