Argent, Drogue & Sexe [English translation]

[Intro : tag]

Eazy Dew, bitch

[Verse 1: Josman]

As usual, I light up a spliff, the glass is full, I'm clearing my mind (yeah)

There's no one to guide me anymore, I'm growing up but I'm not wrinkling

I'm fucking the Internet, I'm not flopping, no, I'm only making money

I get into the Gucci store and I splurge, she sees me, she's getting wet real quick (yeah)

I'm coming downstairs while sidesliping, surrounded by sharks and vultures

Bitch, if I'm fucking you, you're not seeing me ever again, I only make a pass to my bros

Nah, for this world, I don't have any tie anymore

I don't know her name, I've already seen her pussy

I fucked her good and then I smoked my weed, I'm stoned as if I was a bum

You're a mouthy one, I can even speak Portuguese, I didn't know you when it was rough for me

I wanted to fuck shit up from childcare, then I fucked shit up, even fucked your crush

Yeah, as soon as I have one, I go straight to the goal, determined like a striker

A few grams in the glove compartment, I got free ones, I don't go looking for hookers, nah

Where I come from, we don't speak to cops, at the mic, I KO every one of them, I'm kicking

I'm smoking that much because I'm paranoid, the situation is chaotic

Big stick in the mouth, it's the umpteenth, I'm on fire like Charmander (Charmander)

I'm in 93, where there's loads of snow, the one which ends up in the 16th's nose

Honey Jack straight from the bottle, I feel great, I take a look at my bitch, she's feeling plenty great

Prada bucket hat as if I was going fishing, I can't shake anymore when I'm at the checkout (yeah)

I'm rolling a rocket in my spaceship (spaceship), I can't see the light anymore, only beams (beams)

Missed calls, I don't have any signal, only OGs in my network

Life if hard but we're resisting (yeah), I only smoke the fruit, not the resin (yeah)

She's meeting me where I live (yeah), then she takes off her fishnet stockings (yeah)

I stroke her, she takes the pacifier (ow), there's a lion in my retina

In my heart, there's a couple of thorns, I need to take them out of there

[Chorus: Josman]

I've only got my dick, my knife, I'm the one wearing the apron

Once it's turned over, I can't stop the minute glass (minute glass)

Everything for the family, the bros, before the money, girls

I don't put the cart before the horse (yeah)

I'm in the stairs, I cross the corridors

I need to stack the bricks, I need paper

Finger up, fuck the police, everything for the family, the bros (yeah)

[Verse 2: Seth Gueko]

Even flies don't like you, you're nothing but a big fag

Always on all fours, what I say goes right over her head

She's funny that one, I haven't even fucked her yet, she already wants to go to the Galeries Lafayette, she pegs me as Dodi Al-Fayed

Get the gear out, all the cannabis, I need to roll one

Only in Nice will you be able to be both in the oven and the mill all at once

When I was mouro, no time to make the mala, it's the honor's code

Ask Jos', I don't look like a lucky charm

Rock'n'roll attitude, I came to break your codes (yeah)

I like when the hasch is bubbling, like a gastropod

I'm slowing down, barking like a Pitt Bull on the Champs Elysées (yeah)

I'm only an angel with broken wings

[Chorus: Josman]

I've only got my dick, my knife, I'm the one wearing the apron

Once it's turned over, I can't stop the minute glass (minute glass)

Everything for the family, the bros, before the money, girls

I don't put the cart before the horse (yeah)

I'm in the stairs, I cross the corridors

I need to stack the bricks, I need paper

Finger up, fuck the police, everything for the family, the bros (yeah)

• Artist:Josman
• Album:SPLIT