Bebe (feat. Azet)

Sittin' in the club, Cartier glasses
And I'm counting, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me
Sittin' in the sports car, eyes are red
I count, count, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me (Okay)

I want to have everything, everything I never had
Let the money roll, mezze on a plate
I'm an OG, look at my face
Still have Lilane from 2015
How long do I have to build myself up?
Gun like Columbine, come at me if you dare
Eurosport, pack the packs, '09, exactly
Been on the wrong path for a lifetime, but I go straight
My origin: black-red like [Adem?]
I only hang out with real men, my phone is burning
You can't get past us if you start
Antennas everywhere like in the ghetto, hey

Sittin' in the club, Cartier glasses
And I'm counting, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me
Sittin' in the sports car, eyes are red
I count, count, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me (Check)

I'll drop ten thousand euros on Chanel sneakers
Top quality, top-notch, I'm the winner
Sittin' in the six-liter Benz and no one knows you
My circle small, means my file is growing again
I hear the steps, no sleep, I'm always awake
For the Cosmograph-Daytona, green dial
Bring the Pasta Vincenzo
Big Benzos parked in front of the store
I'm in my Bendo every day
Eurosport, got the best footwork
Making money, but never during fasting
Buy the Pista 488, one-of-a-kind
The feeling when money heals all wounds

Sittin' in the club, Cartier glasses
And I'm counting, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me
Sittin' in the sports car, eyes are red
I count, count, on my lap
My baby, she's always there for me

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