96 (feat. Miky Woodz)

Excuse me, argh
Wait a minute
LVV, that's the way, baby
Geniuz!
Yo Poppy

I feel like Jordan in '96 (that's how it is)
Tony Montana in the Scarface movie
I feel like Jordan in '96 (so you know)
Tony Montana in the Scarface movie

Smoking grass all night (that's how it is!)
Lowkey, I don't hide anything
For all the bitches, a creampie (so you know)
F***ing light in Fortnite

Smoking grass all night
Lowkey, I don't hide anything
For all the bitches, a creampie
F***ing light in Fortnite

I'm gonna kill them again, welcome to the final game
Big leagues, low profile; Plain Jane
At least, the combos are Philipp Plein
Five bitches to f*** all weekend
I don't know if I'm wrong, I don't know if I'm wrong, I don't know if I'm right
Yes, yes, but I feel good
Counting all these hundred dollar bills
Talk to me clearly, I don't understand you well
You're talking s***, what about?
About the checks or what? What?
This is another language, get yourself a translator
The house with a pool and the babes sunbathing
I take her to the sky! (Sky, sky!)
I come back down! (Down, down, down!)
I get to the mall and fill her with gifts
For the enemies, rifle with hollow bullets
If death calls you, say: Hello

I feel like Jordan in '96
Tony Montana in the Scarface movie
I feel like Jordan in '96
Tony Montana in the Scarface movie

Smoking grass all night
Lowkey, I don't hide anything
For all the bitches, a creampie
F***ing light in Fortnite

Smoking grass all night
Lowkey, I don't hide anything
For all the bitches, a creampie
F***ing light in Fortnite

Ah
Back to ninety-six, the ball to Jordan
We step on Patrick Ewing with [?] (you know it!)
I stay at the club every time we land at LiFT
I arrive in Miami, I nail your b****, bro, at the hotel, easy
And it goes bum-bum, bum-bum-bum
I'm not talking about Black Eyed Peas, man, rest in peace
My gun is the camera, if I pull it out, say: Cheese
Calm down, please
I'm rolling with two sticks, like Twix
The whole team arrives with Chicago jerseys
And the Kiss mask
If you have balls, it's not who you hang out with
While we tighten up, the business expands
We're from Carola, the land is huge
The place where they also light you up at three in the afternoon
If you don't like the heat
Be careful because the kitchen is on fire
We don't fight with delay, really
Ask for my blessing, daddy's here, hey
What's the baby doing? She's a saint, running away
Bro, you didn't take care of her and I have her here nailed, ha
We bought a couple of Palestino
Burning like the Jamaicans
I'm the Can-Am of these [?], hey
Surrounded by big shots, surrounded by kilos
Also surrounded by killers
I see revolutions, I hear comments
But I never give my opinion on that
Ask about me on the street
And they always say: Miky runs smooth
That's why I respect those who don't forget where they came from

(Yeh, yeh, yeh, Miky Woo!)