[intro]
Boumi'
You know, I don't like to do that!
[Verse 1: SDM]
You're from Marseille like SD, I'm from the 92nd district like Jul, condemned to stay, money makes me go around
It's not talent that pays, bro, what pays, it's a whole, I always count fifty blue bills before going in
When you talk to us, weigh your words, you may know how to box, we beat the shit out of you
People's Ballon d'Or, I'm like Benzema, tinted visor, gloved on the T-MAX (Ah-ah)
You get kicked, you left holes in the counts, I count all week, the life of Verratti
They waiting for my fall, they called me a failurе, we end up in a whip, full up Maserati
I'm in thе city, in a little room with the girls next door, as cute as Kanté but watch out if I'm on your coast
Hey, hey, I'm on a yacht, on the coast, there's too much latency on the coast, she likes it when I take over the tip
[Chorus: Jul & SDM]
I work all year (I work all year), I make the hood happy
Too many convicts (Too many convicts), there are too many people marooning
I work all year ( I work all year), I make the hood happy
Too many convicts (Too many convicts), there are too many people marooning
I work all year, I make the hood happy
Too many 'convicts, there are too many people marooning
I work all year, I make the hood happy
Too many convicts, there are too many people marooning
[Verse 2: Jul]
I put on the hood so that I wouldn't be caught on the T-MAX
The youts are hungry, don't show off your Rolex
We don't forget those who haven't forgotten you when you're max
I don't pay attention to traitors anymore, a bit like my ex
Go out in the hood, hood and they eliminate each other
I break the account at the cash register and it lights up
They be selling the s1000 all week
Some don't look like much, they have an arsenal
In the Audi with my OGs, liberated like Joe Pesci
Don't act crazy when you want a shoot out, ambitious since I was little
Chameleon, I can go from Stunt to Ferrari
I get injured, I come back stronger like Amine Harit
Electric like the Tesla
Class C, plated 13, [?] the derbies and the cross
RS6, Russian weapon, all hooded like a [?] Corsican
We follow no one, we don't mix, you break, you know the saying
In front of the block no half-time, take out the guitar, I scare the inhabitants
Boumi'
You know, I don't like to do that!
[Verse 1: SDM]
You're from Marseille like SD, I'm from the 92nd district like Jul, condemned to stay, money makes me go around
It's not talent that pays, bro, what pays, it's a whole, I always count fifty blue bills before going in
When you talk to us, weigh your words, you may know how to box, we beat the shit out of you
People's Ballon d'Or, I'm like Benzema, tinted visor, gloved on the T-MAX (Ah-ah)
You get kicked, you left holes in the counts, I count all week, the life of Verratti
They waiting for my fall, they called me a failurе, we end up in a whip, full up Maserati
I'm in thе city, in a little room with the girls next door, as cute as Kanté but watch out if I'm on your coast
Hey, hey, I'm on a yacht, on the coast, there's too much latency on the coast, she likes it when I take over the tip
[Chorus: Jul & SDM]
I work all year (I work all year), I make the hood happy
Too many convicts (Too many convicts), there are too many people marooning
I work all year ( I work all year), I make the hood happy
Too many convicts (Too many convicts), there are too many people marooning
I work all year, I make the hood happy
Too many 'convicts, there are too many people marooning
I work all year, I make the hood happy
Too many convicts, there are too many people marooning
[Verse 2: Jul]
I put on the hood so that I wouldn't be caught on the T-MAX
The youts are hungry, don't show off your Rolex
We don't forget those who haven't forgotten you when you're max
I don't pay attention to traitors anymore, a bit like my ex
Go out in the hood, hood and they eliminate each other
I break the account at the cash register and it lights up
They be selling the s1000 all week
Some don't look like much, they have an arsenal
In the Audi with my OGs, liberated like Joe Pesci
Don't act crazy when you want a shoot out, ambitious since I was little
Chameleon, I can go from Stunt to Ferrari
I get injured, I come back stronger like Amine Harit
Electric like the Tesla
Class C, plated 13, [?] the derbies and the cross
RS6, Russian weapon, all hooded like a [?] Corsican
We follow no one, we don't mix, you break, you know the saying
In front of the block no half-time, take out the guitar, I scare the inhabitants
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