Okay guys, I have to say, you have to have a bit of control, but Fuck you, you can talk to me, dude, because I drink that moët whenever I want, right? Peace out Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Together with the two of us, somewhere on a hockey field, at the 2C-B I'm following your hand, because I have no idea, you're a wavy for the way So I'm probably an uber, with sun, syrup, shadow, and I think that's ridiculous But I only know those disco lights, disco king That moët is almost empty, feel that vibe, I'm in it Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Could it be you, with wires, Rolstaf 5, I'm on music And my homies, a few drinks, and then I shine for the audience Do I still feel exposed? Yes, I call that identical And just order a moët, it's laconic for me I don't predict chaos, but I stroll like it's Friday And tomorrow back to school, but I'm stoned in my fleece Everyone on a scooter, almost calm on that bike And I overslept again, first hour I'm not there Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Drink that moët, because I need it, fuck the fame, fuck the fame Do what you want, who has the flow, come with me, in this space Over and over again Linger and linger away Over and over again