VIAIPI (feat. Franky Style)

A few drinks and a viapi table
It must be because of that shit that she keeps following me
If she's your girl, then why did she come here?
The street must be answering and always knows what to say

Seven plus seven, gift of candies
Fresh around the neighborhood when your model calls
My head feels heavy from smoking so much poison
We come from the dark, we don't deal with strangers
Two cats looking for my ticket
So much adrenaline, your nose explodes
Calmly chewing gum
So many colors in my glass, everything melts
Baby, I spit garbage
Shirtless with Franky, we walk down the avenue
I go for everything, I have no limits
Those restless cats want to know my moves

A few drinks and a viapi table
It must be because of that shit that she keeps following me
If she's your girl, then why did she come here?
The street must be answering and always knows what to say
A few drinks and a viapi table
It must be because of that shit that she keeps following me
If she's your girl, then why did she come here?
The street must be answering and always knows what to say

Look, C.R.O, I didn't sleep again
I called a couple of whores I met around
I have ketamine, also a bit of weed
Now we're alone, baby, move for me
I had a girl but I discarded her
I'm fed up with all that fucking shit
Now I have a bitch who's like a faithful dog
And she goes out to sell drugs without making a big deal
She has an ex-boyfriend, I don't know what's wrong with him
At the party, I took her in front of him to my house
Mami, in the club, I always wear my glasses
Because, mami, I never sleep, always in the grease
But I also like money, black
They know I want to eat the whole world
I like your ass, how that leather squeezes you
And we start at the table and end up on the floor, baby

A few drinks and a viapi table
It must be because of that shit that she keeps following me
If she's your girl, then why did she come here?
The street must be answering and always knows what to say
A few drinks and a viapi table
It must be because of that shit that she keeps following me
If she's your girl, then why did she come here?
The street must be answering and always knows what to say