2K on the track, bitch
UZ, eh-eh-eh

Bro, I handle the brake, I know the recipe
Ask the buddy who lights up a zit
Talk to us about big money, you might see us
I've always been a ghost, ask my girl
We do it casually, ask the idiots
If I take your skates, I won't lie
We squatted on the concrete, big bastard villa
Bro, you need to get rid of what's in your head

Loro Piana, a few million FAF
Bro, it's logical, they block us at the PAF
All the big guys from my place know I'm the most hami
Here, it misses, while you complain
I have too many contacts for the schmetts teams
I dodge no enemy, except the cops
We'll come, don't worry, it's gonna hurt
It's not the same deal if we get involved, UZ

I'm always on the road, since you love movies too much
Sixty 17, Corleone you know when we get into it
A few million in FAF and some tes-boî to canteen
A few million in FAF and some tes-boî to canteen

I fill the que-sa, I fill the suitcase
I'm like Mbappé, I'm like Kolo Muani
They act tough, we're the tough ones
Ask the Serbs, the guys who don't joke
Bro, everything's been squared away for a long time
I guarantee you everything gets paid
Havana cigar, Louis Vuitton checkered
I only know the future, bro don't play

I don't talk to any of them anymore, they're big shits
Your buddies, they talk a lot
Coke in the container, in the partner, it's too much
They love to lie, put the ball back at six meters
You know on the ci-mé, I eat, I left the concrete in a rocket

I'm always on the road, since you love movies too much
Sixty 17, Corleone you know when we get into it
A few million in FAF and some tes-boî to canteen
A few million in FAF and some tes-boî to canteen

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