RR 9.1 (feat. Niska)

What's up? Whooo
What's the deal?
Yeah AKM, how's it going? (It's the B)
Wouhh
I'm in the hood, 50k (7, 7)

What a good life the artist's life is and I pay for everything with an ad
And to think I almost got caught, I was close to getting years in prison
And now, they all want to sleep with me, without asking for my opinion
Not at all the same prices as before, before it was crap, now if you knew
I'm in Phuket, by the beach, she's massaging my back, she's massaging my feet
I have a Rolex, Audemars Piguet on my right arm, on my left arm
I'm all in Nike, no luxury clothes, TN shoes, luxury car
I'm driving the RR, I have stars above my head
And nothing has changed, I'm in the hood, I'm dirty, full of spit and cigarette butts
I'm in the all-white 4x4, brand new, new pair, I can even jump on my hood
I'm in the thing, damn it, I bring in more than a drug wholesaler
Since I'm loaded, I have to hide my aunts

Koba LaD from the 7, Zifuko' from the B
Detail seven days a week, tell us what we haven't done
Fuck the CEOs (let's go), long live the dirty money
Fuck the CEOs, fuck the, fuck the CEOs (let's go)

I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid
It's not all beautiful, I've made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends
You shouldn't act like a whore, even if you take hits, you have to charge ahead
The time of getting up early is over and in my gamos, I can take off the roof

I have Tourette's syndrome (Tourette's syndrome, Tourette's syndrome)
I'm hooded in front of the zipper (mean mean, mean mean)
She's not on her period, I fuck her right away, I turn off the TV, damn, I'm too mean
I don't even know how much I've spent
Debts, the tains-p', don't act like an idiot, I know how to shorten your life
The cops see me, they don't raise their voices anymore, I earn thirty times the salary of the O.P. j
The weed is good, the prices are good, I have two or three contacts towards Belgium
Hello igo, what's the job? Damn, do dirty work, I'm still forced to
Money doesn't wait, niggas shoot each other like in Atlanta
I have crazy aim, like Frank Lampard, it's 12-gauge bullets that are on target
Koba, move your locks, while I put my Glock in my pants
Oh damn, I'm dead, I think I got my bitch pregnant

Koba LaD from the 7, Zifuko' from the B
Detail seven days a week, tell us what we haven't done
Fuck the CEOs (let's go), long live the dirty money
Fuck the CEOs, fuck the, fuck the CEOs (let's go)

I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid
It's not all beautiful, I've made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends
You shouldn't act like a whore, even if you take hits, you have to charge ahead
The time of getting up early is over and in my gamos, I can take off the roof

I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid (oh yes yes)
I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid (gang gang)
I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid (you're stupid)
I know what I'm talking about, really, if you mess up, you're stupid (mean mean)