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{Intro}
Scoundrel, S, 19, twenty minus one
One-three, J.V.L.I.V.S, what it's me
Katrina Squad
{Verse 1}
Music of darkness, three-headed dog without leash, Uzi .45
ACP, my hunger has killed my laziness, temperature far below zero
We shoot sons of bitches in the side, here, offshore, taxation is never corrected
I plant Excalibur deep into their ass, vulgar in the courtroom, punch the clerk
Big chain, roasted coffee bean, if you didn't stay home, we would've done you
I know all the codes, we're never done, I'm already soluble for two-three Ferraris
I cash in a check, now, I'm digesting it, by the way, the house is worth about six-hundred stacks
Your voice remains fragile even in six hundred racks, yeah
I get my royalties, I put down a sum to pit them
I won't be satisfied with just lighting them up, my brothers can count on my loyalty
My dad never ended up in a chest, every week, I'm in a new mess
I'm with Rabbit and all his money, talking is good, but it smells of pine
Five-six homies: a hundred years in prison, you don't know all the fucking evil we contain
Concreters and killers that seem friendly, we'll kill you, but I won't dirty my sweater
I'm in my corner, neither red nor blue, I don't do full-contact, me, I make more holes
You've got an old network, your lookouts don't yell out, your little one sells his own product, he makes more holes
{Pre-Chorus}
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy (Easy)
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy, easy
{Chorus}
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, Gucci, 'sace, Y-3, Prada
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, money, easy, easy, easy
{Verse 2}
A bag (bag) doesn't hit back, a target doesn't shoot back
Violence and patience, my glove box: my insurance
We do everything we say orally, the sun sleeps, come the night, I speak to the oracles
You shine like fake gold, where I'm from, succeeding is honorable
Colorless, odorless like death, Red Baron, I'm all alone, I know how to get by
We stay outside late at night among miserable people, we live, we die for honor, it's visceral
X-ADV, full face helmet, come on, make me look ungrateful
You've got two arms, two legs so nothing venerable, I'm still here with my rats
Don't doubt my product, take care of inhaling, don't doubt me, bitch, take care of swallowing
From being poor to rich, there's one small space, lots of whispers, lots of fuckers
I sleep in a king-size, I was sleeping on a BZ, hey
1-3, Aubagne, Marseille, fourteen, fifteenth, black foam case, to each their CZ
{Pre-Chorus}
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy (Easy)
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy, easy
{Chorus}
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, Gucci, 'sace, Y-3, Prada
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, money, easy, easy, easy
{Outro}
Easy, easy
Easy, easy
Easy, easy
Easy
{Intro}
Scoundrel, S, 19, twenty minus one
One-three, J.V.L.I.V.S, what it's me
Katrina Squad
{Verse 1}
Music of darkness, three-headed dog without leash, Uzi .45
ACP, my hunger has killed my laziness, temperature far below zero
We shoot sons of bitches in the side, here, offshore, taxation is never corrected
I plant Excalibur deep into their ass, vulgar in the courtroom, punch the clerk
Big chain, roasted coffee bean, if you didn't stay home, we would've done you
I know all the codes, we're never done, I'm already soluble for two-three Ferraris
I cash in a check, now, I'm digesting it, by the way, the house is worth about six-hundred stacks
Your voice remains fragile even in six hundred racks, yeah
I get my royalties, I put down a sum to pit them
I won't be satisfied with just lighting them up, my brothers can count on my loyalty
My dad never ended up in a chest, every week, I'm in a new mess
I'm with Rabbit and all his money, talking is good, but it smells of pine
Five-six homies: a hundred years in prison, you don't know all the fucking evil we contain
Concreters and killers that seem friendly, we'll kill you, but I won't dirty my sweater
I'm in my corner, neither red nor blue, I don't do full-contact, me, I make more holes
You've got an old network, your lookouts don't yell out, your little one sells his own product, he makes more holes
{Pre-Chorus}
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy (Easy)
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy, easy
{Chorus}
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, Gucci, 'sace, Y-3, Prada
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, money, easy, easy, easy
{Verse 2}
A bag (bag) doesn't hit back, a target doesn't shoot back
Violence and patience, my glove box: my insurance
We do everything we say orally, the sun sleeps, come the night, I speak to the oracles
You shine like fake gold, where I'm from, succeeding is honorable
Colorless, odorless like death, Red Baron, I'm all alone, I know how to get by
We stay outside late at night among miserable people, we live, we die for honor, it's visceral
X-ADV, full face helmet, come on, make me look ungrateful
You've got two arms, two legs so nothing venerable, I'm still here with my rats
Don't doubt my product, take care of inhaling, don't doubt me, bitch, take care of swallowing
From being poor to rich, there's one small space, lots of whispers, lots of fuckers
I sleep in a king-size, I was sleeping on a BZ, hey
1-3, Aubagne, Marseille, fourteen, fifteenth, black foam case, to each their CZ
{Pre-Chorus}
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy (Easy)
OG, network, Marseille, 1-3, money, easy, easy, easy
{Chorus}
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, Gucci, 'sace, Y-3, Prada
Givenchy, Margiela, Saint Laurent, Gabbana, money, easy, easy, easy
{Outro}
Easy, easy
Easy, easy
Easy, easy
Easy
