(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

How is it?
Pack your bags, tomorrow, we're leaving, guess who's in charge
There are girls, there are handsome guys, everyone is arrogant
I'm going to Gucci, I'm going to Balmain, I'm ending up at Saint Laurent
But tell me, how is it?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, the others are jealous (jealous)
Anissa is everywhere (everywhere), when I pass, I don't wave anymore
And I don't have much time to answer calls, I've disconnected
But I always reply in DM, even if I'm verified
I'm going for a walk, Féfé on the Champs
It's deserved, by the way, you, tell me

How is it?
Pack your bags, tomorrow, we're leaving, guess who's in charge
There are girls, there are handsome guys, everyone is arrogant
I'm going to Gucci, I'm going to Balmain, I'm ending up at Saint Laurent
But tell me, how is it?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I'm always on fleek, me
My ex is kicking himself (his fingers), he's looking for me on Insta
I'm going straight, I'm not signaling, hypocrite, you're wasting your time
I have other fish to fry, respect me in front of people
I'm going for a walk, Féfé on the Champs
It's deserved, by the way, you, tell me

How is it?
Pack your bags, tomorrow, we're leaving, guess who's in charge
There are girls, there are handsome guys, everyone is arrogant
I'm going to Gucci, I'm going to Balmain, I'm ending up at Saint Laurent
But tell me, how is it?
(How is it? Who's in charge?)

How is it?
Pack your bags, tomorrow, we're leaving, guess who's in charge
There are girls, there are handsome guys, everyone is arrogant
I'm going to Gucci, I'm going to Balmain, I'm ending up at Saint Laurent
But tell me, how is it?

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