Paris

I’m gonna smoke the little ones, you know
It’s La Squale
Freedom, man, dirty, dirty, dirty
Watch yourself or what

Real since the start, I load up and spit it out
Did your buddies eat you up?
Been on the grind since day one
All alone but standing tall, no fools here
Men or bullets, here, you ain't credible
The streets, the jail, some weed and credit, a crib
Big bucks, it’s all for the fam

Did they steal everything from you, dude? We’re coming for your pops
The Banana, a classic, guns in the Class E
The cops, the crew, bikes, the homies, the drama
The storms, it’s loud, the fakes
On the islands, it’s a mess, on the wire but who cares
Paranoid and that’s good

Paris, it’s my city, watch your Patek, bilingual is the vibe
Your buddy got you, it’s at your place he’s crashing
My nine in my pocket, yeah, I’m high
22 for the pack, that’s the price for the touch
At ten bucks a ticket, you’re upfront on the plane, Moha
It’s paid, it’s solid, it’s real

I’m lighting my blunt, head in Chicago
Pair of Sharks, I’m coming out of Florent at Riquet
The pigs, at the corner, checking me
I’m rolling a rocky, the bets are up, the dealer’s briefed
The Apache’s got the goods, a million in my pocket
Cheers to you, to the slammer, to our cash, to my girl
Time flies, the more we weigh, the less we talk
Some cups, some drugs, and some bulletproofs

Values, respect, my principles (you know), the freeze?
And the fam precedes me
It’s the capital, the core of the bandits
The boat of the loot, the finest cake
The best blondes, the most expensive MD
The hottest market, the most annoying clients, ah
And there, I’m lighting a blunt, in front of seventy people
I’m spilling my tea, I don’t want new homies

My eyes are sparkling, I see red like a bull
Last to bury? My [?], ambition, the mindset
It’s real, it’s the streets, we’re not here for chump change
Don’t reach out to me, they cut off both my arms

From the drop to full-time, never played the fool, nah (ah)
From the drop to full-time, never played the fool
As a team, we roll in, we decide, we unpack
We reload, we shift, we don’t even know who you are (La Squale)
We reload, we shift, we don’t even know who you are, La Squale (La Squale)

As a team, we roll in, we decide, we wrap you up
La Squale, my dude
La Squale, my dude
See you next Sunday, fam, dirty