Army (feat. Aim, Chladda & YassineBeats)

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Army (feat. Aim, Chladda & YassineBeats)

(E-Ey, Chahid)
(I’m on the beat with my guy Yassine)

Life’s a trip, GTA (Pow), in Casablanca, GLA (GLA)
Real talk, not theatrical
We even do things without A&R (Ah)
Making cash in my DNA, always hustling ('dem)
How come, you act like a bitch and that dude switched up if you love the drama (Madafack)
Fake love, don’t need it, we’re racing here and we don’t hit the brakes (Tss, ah)
Fra3, my homie, I wanna be rich, your life’s a glitch, hustler, man
B-Bradda, you’ll get tapped here, they’re listening in
We’re putting a stop to it, they offered me things, there’s a big store blown up here (Madafack)
Frozen scents from that window
I don’t care what’s going on (Tss)
They know where I’m from, the bando
Casablanca, Amsterdam (Pow)
Seren white, no Campina (Pow)
I’m in Marbi with a Latina (Pow)
Everywhere, I’m on the grind
Casablanca, Amsterdam (Pow, pow, pow, pow)

I’m ready, living like an army
I’m a G, I’m about that money
I’m living like an army (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
I’m living like an army (Pow, pow)

Bro, we’re wildin’ out here, busting at your crib, buyers, feelin’ at home
Bro, we’re pulling guys out, clearing blocks, we do it for the loot
Cutting paths and selling, looking for wealth, those guys are going down
Got that jack for me, breaking in from below, we crawl under, that jack fits me
Little hammer and we fill that bag, one kilo of cash and one kilo of glass
We keep grinding even if we’re stuck, we send them through
I’ve got rides lined up and I’ve got guys on deck
They know about me, bro, they’ve got me figured out, but they heard they can find me
But no one does anything, we take them down
Cocaine at a good price, all the workers, yeah, they know me
On the way to Deutschland, heist, ask Tax, they’re flipping me
Kitchen without a chef, that’s a hassle, but the kettle’s a grand, that’s wild
First argument, but at the end of the day, that dude’s in bed and I know I’m right

I’m ready, living like an army
I’m a G, I’m about that money
I’m living like an army
I’m living like an army

Like with the crew, stacks like an army
Working with the .9 at peak like Icardi
So you want in? Let those guns pop like a party
We’re coming for anybody
Coco from Colo, Peru or from Roli
Or pushing gelato liters from the Cali
MDMA, ecstasy, and ketamine, my Mocro’s are mobsters like Italy (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
Coaching my guys on the field like Ancelotti
Put them to work or another option, gap, I’m looking for that M ‘cause I don’t have it yet (Cash)
Doors open or working with opium, stacking my drugs is my hobby (Cash)
P for protection, so I feel top-notch with Kalash and sawed-off shotty (Baow)
See me working in the trap house, trappers, I’m with dealers or I’m with chefara ('Fara)
Free my workers in the 7abs, shooting in blocks, popping shots and the 9achalla ('Challa)
Spow Business from Dammie, brakkies and rammies, rip deals, they’re not on the takedown
Watch out, or I’ll come in tactically
Gannoes, but we’re handing out packs here

I’m ready, living like an army
I’m a G, I’m about that money
I’m living like an army
I’m living like an army

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