In truth, nothing shocks me anymore
It's like an episode of The Simpsons
In what reality are we?
The President is making TikToks
(Tiktok, TikTok, TikTok, TikTok, TikTok)

I enter the production like I enter my girl, at night
Rap is every man for himself
Everyone wants power, it's a mess
I strike them down, you're crazy
Unlucky, I think I walked under a ladder
How do I quit this? I want to press escape
With my friends as solid as the diamonds on my chain
(Or the diamonds on my rings)
At first, they thought it was a joke
At first, they thought it would only be a puddle
In fact, it was a wave, they want us at festivals
But it's going to cost them a plaque

If you've seen the mic, go ahead bro, pass it
Baby, don't touch me if you don't like fire
Only jealous people, only bastards
They just send me blue shells
Being nice, sometimes, it's tiring
I put on a hoodie, I make a dark look
I play tough, I think I'm from London
But I come from the city of cassoulet
I eat duck confit, I don't like conflicts
I don't like clashes, I swear I'm super nice
I take Kirby on Super Smash

Who are you comparing us to? I have more money than your father
This drunk at the counter
I make perfect circles without a compass
I rap like before we left, like before we broke through
Smile in the face of the cobra
I'm like Maradona, I can't please everyone
They said "rap is like this, rap is like that"
So we did the opposite

I arrive at the club, Artengo shoes
The bouncer lets me pass because it's Bigflo
I have a lot in my pockets, but I'm so ugly
My friend, that I don't have any gold diggers
Call Khabib, I'll break him in two
I'm a Khajiit level 62
Check the syntax, I rap better
I've been hyperactive since the placenta
Play the sound so I can step in
Call the waiter to place a dish for me
I refuse the photo, you're going to cry
Saying "I thought you were a nice guy"

Never anything illegal
In my dreams, I don't rap, but I make movies
And even if I don't drink
I call my friends, we're going to do a bar tour
Griezmann will join us
Baby, you see, I told you, I'm a fucking star
I support the fight
But don't force me to post something on Insta'

Blast the bass on the bazooka
I don't want to look crazy so I hold back
I'm wary of others, I don't even know why
I think I've become one of those bourgeois idiots
Blast the tip (oh, Bigflo is freestyling)
No, I'm not going to freestyle
I don't use magic outside of Hogwarts

This one will be my friends' favorite song
It won't play on the radio, it won't play in nightclubs
Probably the least listened to song on the album
This one will be my friends' favorite song

Damn, when we hit the dance floor
Uh shit, no, that's already taken
I have to search deep in my gray matter
A text, I have to traumatize you
The tour has messed me up, I'm not insomniac, I'm worse
I watch my neighbors get up to go to sleep
I'm too afraid of blood but I dreamed of being a vampire
Alive at the end of the song, I can't guarantee you
I'm happy but it seems better to be sad
Sometimes, I pray in case God exists
My friends tell me I'm a great artist
But my songs aren't in their playlist

To be honest, you're closer to temp work
Than to Inter Milan
I buy my lyrics on the Darknet
The guy who wrote this one really has talent
What's with these posh people playing the Adiz
Who wants your opinion? No, but I'm hallucinating
Stop complaining about the artist's life
You wouldn't last thirty minutes in the factory

My gym teacher's name was Christophe
It's off-topic, but I'm the one who decides
Rap is easy, I only make classics
It's not an album, it's a best-of
Pompompompelup, it doesn't mean anything
I've always wanted a line in a verse
That started with "pompompompelup"
I'm free and I have the best audience in the whole country
So I don't care what others tell you
Tell yourself that I succeeded without having confidence in myself
I'm a genius, I think
It's my shrink who tells me "how much do I owe you?" (Ah)

You know, happiness is right here
Cheers, tchin-tchin, in the eyes
I thought we were going to make it bigger than this
I'm proud of myself, but I expected better
I know what's going to happen with me
I'm very lucid in my paranoia
They'll say I'm the best when I'm gone
Like they did for Melanie or Maradona
I'm the drop of hell in their paradise
Or the text message that paralyzes you
I'm this disease after stress
I'm the drought for these umbrella sellers

I'd like to smoke them all, but it would give too much honor to the fire
Cut them all but my knife deserves better
I would like to suffocate them, but you know my hands, they're precious
I'm going to leave them in the void, shit, and watch them grow old
When I was little, I didn't make too much noise
I internalized everything, I suffered in silence
If he jumps off the bridge, do you jump too?
No, because it's me who pushed him
My little finger tells me that the tour is sold out
I don't have fans, I have soldiers
It's not a career I'm leading, it's a fight
No one scares me in French rap
What don't you understand?

You see the flow I have here, it's unique
Far from the buddies in the United States
The prod, cut it like sashimis
But don't get used to it because it's already over
I've already moved on to a more rated rhythm
So far ahead that the verse is already outdated
You miss it, replay the previous passage infinitely
I don't live in the past, I'm addicted to novelty
(If you know, you know spot anyway)
It doesn't mean anything, but even saying nothing sounds better in English
Three years without an album, who can beat that?
Too many verses in stock, I'll sell it to you if you want
You have to accept the consequences
It's stupid but when my skills only increase
You nod your head, the sound throws you, the competition begs
Clement, I have to stay focused
I spend long sessions, the essence of sense suspicions of chance
Yet, I want to be content with it
But with elegance, always ahead
And all of France will come to contemplate me

(If you don't like the album then don't listen to the others
Form and content, we agree I folded everything
Last time listening to a verse I got a shock)
It was a song of mine that I had forgotten
(It was a song of mine that I had forgotten)

(This one will be my friends' favorite song)
It won't play on the radio, it won't play in nightclubs
Probably the least listened to song on the album
This one will be my friends' favorite song
(If you know, you know spot anyway)

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