You're cool, you're not, you're ridiculous I'm not talking to you, because you're obviously a kipper It's better if we don't talk much, let the bass play They think we're gangsters, just because they're a knife team I don't understand what they're doing, but never mind None of us acts like we're cool, we're hustlers I check if they're making a flow and then afterwards Today we're chilling on the beach and drinking water again Yes, I'm on a train of super-gangs Everything that counts is full of focus and that's our style I'll create something new with the brothers, I call myself Wunderkind No one is behind me anymore, you're not Martin Luther King Ey, yeah yeah, in the middle of the town I'm turning my rounds in the motherfucking zone People are calling, but I'm not answering my phone You want to be there too, but you're not welcome here Yeah, yeah, in the middle of the town I'm turning my rounds in the motherfucking zone People are calling, but I'm not answering my phone You want to be there too, but you're not welcome here Welcome to my city, everyone is mad here I've been messing around for years, the guy is disgusting But we'll make it, make some space Because here comes a nigga with aesthetics Don't believe me, stay away from me I'm still wiggling, I'm shaking on the beat You're in love with G's, I'm pushing overseas Not the drugs, but music with taste Bon Appetit, yeah, I'm doing all the shit so you can see This is no fun, this is no game Every cell here is real, ey