Baby, I'm making money, I get home late
It's light, I'm not much of a party guy
I'm lifted, cruising down the coast
My face is on every poster
Played all the way to Macau
You criticize but you're K.O
This is Soolking and the charo of charos
She wants me to drink from her glass
She wants to do it in the Range Rover
She wants me to drink from her glass
She wants to do it in the Range Rover
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world
Pocketing kichtas, that's all we're good at
Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa
But why won't the binks leave me
I dropped the thing that makes them dance
She loves my music so much
Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa
But why won't the binks leave me
I dropped the thing that makes them dance
It's not the same as before
Chacal, don't think we forgot you
We'll come get you all over France
I get the tismé moving
Gotta dodge the cuffs
Charlie, Delta, in the Latin Quarter
Diogo Jota or Ky-ky Lotin
Mean, mean, we wrecked the place
A bit longer and we're ballsy
She wants me to drink from her glass
She wants to do it in the Range Rover
She wants me to drink from her glass
She wants to do it in the Range Rover
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world
Pocketing kichtas, that's all we're good at
Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa
But why won't the binks leave me
I dropped the thing that makes them dance
She loves my music so much
Algiers, Belize, Kinshasa
But why won't the binks leave me
I dropped the thing that makes them dance
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world
But it's not like before anymore
I'll sing about the hood my whole life
Even if I go around the world