Werenoi (Werenoi)
There's money everywhere, even in the fridge (SHK)
Three-quarters of my friends
Are mostly in the news (news)
Baw (baw)

Boxing dealers if they make music (music)
To have whores in the DMs (DMs)
And on your account statements (account statements)
There are canes or there are M's (Black M)
Yeah, there's dealing all year round (dealing)
Betting in the turns (turns)
But during Ramadan, I go to Mali to dig wells in the villages

My boy, there's no child's play, no,
I have Albanians for the tools (tools)
A laser if you're in my wake (wake)
A laser if you're in my wake

Nine, Glock M-M, paw (paw)
After the ignition, there's the polishing (polishing)
So, we'll head to Colombia
Families are beautiful like a mirage (mirage)

There are deals galore (galore)
Yeah, my friend, there's no me-chro (no)
You saw me in Dubai on a terrace with big shots of the me-chro (square)
I'm in a Besson movie (Besson)
I'm matrixed, his mother (his mother)
You say I beg in my songs, you don't even know you're selling my stuff

All night, I have a bolide, all life, you're a comedian
Our labels, it's paper, them, Label 5, they vomit
I'm going to fuck everything up, I promised, I did it too much, I said it too much
I'm going to fuck everything up, I promised, I did it too much, I said it too much

We did too much but said too much, ulcer hole
Young bandit wants to show off in Phuket
Like ten drugs, if she acts too deg' (too deg')
In a Fe-Fe, glass, bottle
You play tough, I soften you like the ATL
You're too scared, you act like little girls
Make us the big one, make us the shooter
Lacrim, tell them we're lifting their dealers (square)

I'm always looking for time
Like your server looking for tips
Billionaires no longer chase money
What they're looking for is power
AK, AK-7, before music, I sold tapes
I have several bills of blackcurrant color
I have several berets, not several caps (square, square)

It falls for lifestyle (lifestyle)
Associations of criminals (criminals)
I know we scare them, add very green, do like Travis (square)
11.43 leaves colics (colics)
Even if in the trapezes, a brolique (brolique)
You say I lie in my songs but what's in
Your glove box, it's my brolique (it's square)

All night, I have a bolide, all life, you're a comedian
Our labels, it's paper, them, Label 5, they vomit
I'm going to fuck everything up, I promised, I did it too much, I said it too much
I'm going to fuck everything up, I promised, I did it too much, I said it too much

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