Wari, wari, wari
Wari, wari (wari, wari)
Wari, wari (wari, wari)
Wari, wari (wari, wari)
Wari, wari (wari, wari)

The street is my wife, I'm her husband
Ocho, yeah, yeah

(Eh) SDM, 100-8 (ocho)
The street is my wife, I'm her husband (ooh)
Personally, I don't know, you, you know
Tell me why Lyon station is in Paris? (Tell me)
I had a super square week
The weekend, I'm in the city, not in the square (ooh)
I'm not calm, always agitated
Only my bag knows how to behave, eh (ooh yes)
Me, personally, I don't push iron
But my shotgun is in shape (rah)
If you like what I do, you share
I don't force you to do it, we don't beg for strength, eh (never)

I only have bandits in my phone (ooh)
The number of my handcuffed brothers (brr, brr)
Well, I admit, I also have two or three numbers
Ok, four or five of someone's little sisters, eh (ah, ah)
Eh, I make you dance the yakalélo
We play the guitar, not the ukulele (ariba)
The minimum is a million loves
We cash in and then, we flirt with girls
Eh, I had a dream where I had Jacques Chirac
And Whitney Houston on my ge-sh' chip
In a Ferrari, in a Lambo', on top of that
Tell the villains, I piss on them, in short
Finger on the trigger, the other on a nipple
Eight against one, I make them run
And besides that, in a Ferrari
I'm not in the Audi TT, I fucked everything up on a summer song
I have to make money and get out
Glock on the temple, fill the bag
Or else I'll blow up your subwoofer (rah)
I want one like Casi
Left hook like Cassius
Absolute headache, whatever the bag

A gunshot (pah, pah, pah)
I want everyone flat on their stomach (ooh yes)
We have the best, there's only fresh stuff
In luxury like Pavard (ariba, ariba)
Clamart zoo, Koba, Grinta Green
Fucking the game like bastards (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Only starters, there are only scorers

Koba from the 7, you know me (switch)
Prince of the city, wherever we deal
Even if it turns at 30 bucks a day (ooh)
Like at the beginning, we continue to attract
Evry hood, SD 92i, fucking the game like bastards
(Fucking the game like bastards)

Only starters, there are only scorers
I have the SACEM falling, it's good, I'm redone (yeah)
We grow weed in bursts
Around here, refusals are rare
The first proof, all the references
All the time, we fuck the feds
Now I'm at the bar with El Jefe and R.C
We bored you, if we have to do it again, we do it again
Big cash like the president
But he worked all his life
You don't have a box, you don't have R anymore
You had money, that was before
Five kilos, ten kilos, we first detail the stuff to sell
Little fag, stay focused
You're going to rod us if you leave it open

It's real life, it's not GTA
I dealt everything in the GTD
No other alternatives, I was dead
It's in this shitty world that I had to fart (had to fart)
I smoke another joint
I missed the exit I'm too stoned
I'm too stoned, too stoned
I go back to the neighborhood, we'll get stoned later
Damn, there were too many liars
Who think they're big mutants
My Rolex tells me to avoid them
That we will gain value over time
Damn, if you listen to him too much
His fake LV bag can make you stupid
Here it's real, it's not Chicago
It's not in my pants but in my bag

A gunshot (pah, pah, pah)
I want everyone flat on their stomach (ooh yes)
We have the best, there's only fresh stuff
In luxury like Pavard (ariba, ariba)
Clamart zoo, Koba, Grinta Green
Fucking the game like bastards (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Only starters, there are only scorers
Koba from the 7, you know me (switch)
Prince of the city, wherever we deal
Even if it turns at 30 bucks a day (ooh)
Like at the beginning, we continue to attract
Evry hood, SD 92i
Fucking the game like bastards
(Fucking the game like bastards)
Only starters, there are only scorers

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