Vida loca - YL

Pour elle, j’irai vi-ser

J’ai retrouvé Yamine et son cœur dans un sale état

Il a besoin d’une révision

Pour nous, c’est la routine, charbonne comme un routier

C’que j’ramène la son-mai, tu n’l’auras même pas à l’année

J’ai évité carré VIP, Maria est maléfique, sa mère

Jeune et riche, Medellín, bénéfice sa mère

On n’a pas ton temps, on n’est pas contents

Faut d’l’argent comptant, tu dois bien t’en douter

La famille grandit, on doit financer

Elle part finir la C, elle risque pas de rentrer

Oh là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Faut du bif, faut du bif, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, là, faut du bif, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, on est vifs, sa mère

Oh là, on fait les comptes et on lévite, sa mère

Oh là, j’ai pas le choix gros, ça va vite, sa mère

Faut du bif, ça débite quand les schmitts s’amènent

J’ai des rides, sa mère, ça taffe dur

Mon pochon se vide, sa mère, ça carbure

J’connais son délire et son vice par cœur

Elle attend pas l’hôtel, elle veut m’faire sur l’parking, ouais

J’fais du bif, sa mère

J’le fais bien, j’le fais vite, j’suis trop vif, sa mère

Comme un p’tit Saïyen

Comme un homme, il se ment, qu’on lui nique sa mère

Génération Snapchat, génération pas d’filtre

Généralement khapta, généreux, on partage

J’ai mes rêves au top ten, j’ai mes reufs au placard (Skrrt, skrrt)

J’ai jamais fait le bâtard

Oh là, là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Faut du bif, faut du bif, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, là, j’ai des rides, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, là, là, là, faut du bif, sa mère

Ça débite sans limite, jour et nuit, sa mère

Oh là, on est vifs, sa mère

Oh là, on fait les comptes et on lévite, sa mère

Oh là, j’ai pas le choix gros, ça va vite, sa mère

Faut du bif, ça débite quand les schmitts s’amènent

Oh là

For her, I will go

I found Yamine and his heart in a bad state

It needs an overhaul

For us it's routine, smash like a truck driver

What I bring back the son-mai, you won't even have it all year round

I avoided the VIP area, Maria is evil, her mother

Young and rich, Medellín, benefits his mother

We don't have your time, we're not happy

You need cash, you must know

The family is growing, we have to finance

She leaves to finish the C, she won't come back

Oh there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

I need money, I need money, I have wrinkles, his mother

Oh there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, there, there, there, it takes money, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, we are alive, his mother

Oh there, we do the accounts and we levitate, his mother

Oh there, I have no big choice, it goes fast, his mother

Need money, it sells when the schmitts come

I have wrinkles, his mother, it works hard

My pouch is empty, his mother, it fuels

I know his delirium and his vice by heart

She's not waiting for the hotel, she wants to meet me in the parking lot, yeah

I make money, his mother

I do it well, I do it fast, I'm too lively, his mother

Like a little Saiyan

Like a man, he lies to himself, that we fuck his mother

Snapchat generation, generation no filter

Usually khapta, generous, we share

Got my dreams in the top ten, got my eggs in the closet (Skrrt, skrrt)

I never played the bastard

Oh there, there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

I need money, I need money, I have wrinkles, his mother

Oh there, there, there, there, I have wrinkles, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, there, there, there, it takes money, his mother

It flows without limit, day and night, his mother

Oh there, we are alive, his mother

Oh there, we do the accounts and we levitate, his mother

Oh there, I have no big choice, it goes fast, his mother

Need money, it sells when the schmitts come

Oh there