Bilal (feat. 7liwa)

DZ Parigot, all we care about in this rap is the cash
They’re talking shit about us, those sons of bitches
We’re gonna make them respect us like Zidane
I kick down the door, I don’t knock when I step in the game
Fuck your V.I.P, I sing, I grab my ticket and I flex
Sheitana wants to party, party, party
You dive into her eyes, in her ass it’s a drowning
She wants to go all out, and she’s got the means to do it

The semi hits me, I hit back
My brothers all have a past that’s tough
We’re going all in, everything to gain, nothing to lose
And you, don’t act like you’re giving me some bullshit
I listen to your lies, you son of a bitch, I just laugh
I’m a wolf
I’ve sharpened my teeth
My niggas feel like we’re fucking them
Skinny, but they know we’re strong
My crew, they know we’re fucking them
Skinny, but they know we’re strong
Cash cash by the kilos, roll it up, my dude
From school to the block, see you later, peace out

Algerian Moroccan, angry Arab wants a million
Versace Valentino, there’s cash in kilos

Oran-Casa, bro, fuck the police
My mind’s solid, you’re just a sausage sucker
I got friends who risk it all on the boat
DS, honor’s code, they died for the game
Your love’s like a volcano, the fire’s burning in me right now, damn
Mom, mom, we want dollars, mom, mom, we’re thirsty for cash

Wili wili wili, I’m risking it all, wili wili wili
Damn, enough, enough, enough, stop with the white whiskey, enough, enough, enough
Damn, I love you bro, dad, my love, mom in my heart, heart
Drunk, I’m 18, my love’s overflowing, overflowing, overflowing

In my room, there’s no mirror, how long has it been since I saw the truth
You’re jealous, I’ll cut you off, before I cut you off, you’ll die without a trace
Dad, dad, told me to fill your pockets, they’re still sleeping
Damn, amen, amen, may God take them all, and bury them crying

Air Max on my feet, mindset of Panama
We’re living with Bilal, you’re just a basic dude
Kmi kmi kmi, kmi kmi kmi
Kmi kmi kmi, kmi kmi kmi

Cash cash by the kilos, roll it up, my dude
From school to the block, see you later, peace out
Algerian Moroccan, angry Arab wants a million
Versace Valentino, there’s cash in kilos

There’s cash in kilos
There’s cash in kilos
There’s cash in kilos