♫ I arrive in the evening on my sounds I leave your cousin on the messenger It's too expensive for me to let you take off my shoes I tell them it's you who tell me but it's expensive The audience wants bangers and tubes The artist wants belgium and tunas that look like my mouth I've done a lot of tuts but good price In the whole hexagon it's not square anymore At night I'm not very cha-cha I want to do beef like Dja Dja There's a chance out of two I know your sister Kisses cha-cha I put it in the blood like 4g To wear it, you need grey-grey She spreads the bushes like gri-gri-gri-gri Yes, when we crack, crack 2-3 million, I think it's the minimum, boy I hear, I hear, yeah, man, who says better? 2019, fuck the beginning, bye 2-3 million, I think it's the minimum Fuck the bars, give me everything, yeah Give me all my cash I've taken your place, I've held your mouth back On the other hand, I recognized your queer I'm talking about height, I've been through mountains What separates us, boy, are the mountains You say you're silent, huh, they're liars What separates us, boy, are the mountains Before, I didn't understand why their song was 10 times better than mine Now I understand, I tell myself that I would have done better To launch myself in the business I owe myself to be better for me I'm in my lungs, all black, stones in my stomach I started when I was all wrong Now I don't think everything is better Gimme, gimme, gimme more There's not enough for my morals I went far in the months When I controlled my demons Finally, all alone in the north Twice, I revealed myself No escape I'm in the deep, deep, deep Necklaces make me beep beep beep I'm turning big, big, big Bigo brings out beep, beep, beep I'm in the deep, deep, deep Necklaces make me beep, beep, beep I'm turning big, big, big Bigo brings out beep, beep, beep I'm in the deep, deep, deep I'm turning big, big, big