Pic Et Pic, Alcool Et Drame Lyrics in English Jul

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Shot after shot, booze and drama

Drunk, drunk, I smoke and I'm high

I hang around, hang around, and I check fans

Hate and pain under the Ray-Bans

I hit the bong under the stars

I drink vodka but I'm sick of you

They thought I was dead

I let them believe it

That you hum, that you hum

You tried to play me

It messed you up bad

I'm frank so I make euros

Every two months I change my number

I've got a white heart, I don't play hero

I filled the account, I started from zero

They told me don't f*ck people over

The wheel spins faster than an RS

They're nice, they act like thugs with me

We don't answer even when they wanna test

In the rearview I see gold records

Platinum and diamond records

They diss me while I sleep

I changed cars recently

Shot after shot, booze and drama

Drunk, drunk, I smoke and I'm high

I hang around, hang around, and I check fans

Hate and pain under the Ray-Bans

I hit the bong under the stars

I drink vodka but I'm sick of you

They thought I was dead

I let them believe it

In my paranoia, but hey

They tell me it's nothing, there's nada

My girl, she doesn't give a damn

About shopping in Paradise

She wants you to be her buddy

But you want her to be your chick

Before having a kid

Listen close to what mama says

Daddy, a bit of nostalgia, yeah

Too many tragic causes, yeah

Too many kids get restless, yeah

I drink vo-vo, I smoke weed, yeah

But coke, that's no

You pulled some crazy crimes

But the scooter was in your name

I could get a ruby record

Even crashed in a Quechua tent

If only you were in my place

I could tell you my choices are tough

They mocked me, threw stones at me

I built my future with them

You call me when you're in trouble

I think you take me for your shuttle

Shot after shot, booze and drama

Drunk, drunk, I smoke and I'm high

I hang around, hang around, and I check fans

Hate and pain under the Ray-Bans

I hit the bong under the stars

I drink vodka but I'm sick of you

They thought I was dead

I let them believe it

In my paranoia, but hey

They tell me it's nothing, there's nada

My girl, she doesn't give a damn

About shopping in Paradise

She wants you to be her buddy

But you want her to be your chick

Before having a kid

Listen close to what mama says

In my paranoia

In my paranoia, but hey

They tell me it's nothing, there's nada

My girl, she doesn't give a damn

About shopping in Paradise

Shot after shot, booze and drama

Drunk, drunk, I smoke and I'm high

I hang around, hang around, and I check fans

Hate and pain under the Ray-Bans

I hit the bong under the stars

I drink vodka but I'm sick of you

They thought I was dead

I let them believe it

Shot after shot, booze and drama

Drunk, drunk, I smoke and I'm high

I hang around, hang around, and I check fans

Hate and pain under the Ray-Bans

I hit the bong under the stars

I drink vodka but I'm sick of you

They thought I was dead

I let them believe it

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🚀 Welcome to Jul’s roller-coaster night!

“Pic Et Pic, Alcool Et Drame” throws us straight into the glow of Marseille street-lights where party highs clash with raw self-doubt. The chorus sounds playful, almost like a tongue-twister, yet the message is anything but light: between shots of vodka and clouds of smoke, Jul exposes his hidden loneliness behind dark Ray-Bans. He celebrates platinum records and fast cars, then flips to paranoia, fake friends, and the heavy price of fame.

In just a few minutes he sketches a double life: celebrity on stage, worried son off stage. He warns that karma spins faster than a sports car, urges listeners to treat people right, and reminds us to hear our mothers’ advice before diving into grown-up choices. So while the beat makes you nod your head, the lyrics whisper a cautionary tale: success can sparkle like city lights, but it often comes with “alcool et drame.”

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