hARAkiRi (part. DUKI)

(Yesen, what do you want to eat?)

I uncorked another Moët
My bitch dressed in Chanel
We're fresh, we're good
Lots of hundred dollar bills

Now that we're on the rise
We have another perspective
I go with Duko and everyone looks
The girls love us, the guys don't throw

I uncorked another Moët
I smoke and record in the hotel suite
They want to give me and they can't see me
I was top five, now top three

Now that we're on the rise
Everyone wants us in their life
I go with C.R.O. and they look at us (Duko, you know)

Smoking cheese, cheesy
They're rats, Mickey
They're infected with hepatitis
I listen to their songs and I get otitis

My life is a curve, drifting
I'm like new, lifting
Before going out, the fitting
I cross you on the street at fifteen

I die on stage
In a harakiri dressed in AMIRI
Their future is black, the color of my iris
If I'm with C.R.O. in the studio, the songs get bigger than a remix

Go and warn them, tell them, say
That I'm doing my thing collecting thousands
Let the fools throw, give their opinion, watch
Because around here the kids live it

My waves of flow leave you twenty meters
Under the sea, talking to dolphins
I make them retire and come back so many times to the music
That they have to give them a Guinness

I have them hooked, drug dealer
You don't see this movie in the cinema
What he does in a year, I do in a weekend
My brother brought missiles

We were down, now we're at the top
Designer clothes made to measure
I'm with my brother, playing in the big leagues
They mix the money if I land in Argentina

The money keeps me awake
I make money and invest it
Expert negotiator
If it's not about money, I don't understand

Follow, okay (yeah)
My chain shines (yeah)
Another champagne (yeah)
Where's my Moët?

I'm going to drink another Moët
I'm going to buy a Mercedes Benz
I'm going to spend another hundred
I'm going to smoke in Calvin Klein

I'm going to beat the damn game
I don't mind being first
I'm going to buy a new bag
Just to keep money

I uncorked another Moët
My bitch dressed in Chanel
We're fresh, we're good
Lots of hundred dollar bills

Now that we're on the rise
We have another perspective
I go with Duko and everyone looks
The girls love us, the guys don't throw

I uncorked another Moët
I smoke and record in the hotel suite
They want to give me and they can't see me
I was top five, now top three

Now that we're on the rise
Everyone wants us in their life
I go with C.R.O. and they look at us

Smoking cheese, cheesy