[Intro: Luca Brassi10x]
Brrah, yeah, huh
He drank, I drank as well
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, yeah
[Chorus: Luca Brassi10x]
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress
[Verse 1: Luca Brassi10x & Pil C]
Destroyed the barriers, came through (Uh-huh), every one of my dogs is hungry (Rrrah)
Afterparty, hotel, sex (Sex), she loves me, you know it (Hahaha)
I've had her, Pil had her too, ain't no money, ain't no deal
Doesn't matter how I Iived, fuck the fame, give me a mill
Mercedes S, backseat (Pff), they know that I'm the hottest
Košice, Prague, Monaco, our anthems are sung by the bloc
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, rappers cry to they're mama
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, what awaits you will not pass you by
[Verse 2: Pil C]
(Pil) Everywhere I go, the God is looking after me (Uh)
Girls text me, that they want to fuck me after the show
Boys text me, that they want to be like me
I feel like Fico after the elections (Ah)
This is how it's done, God damn it
Don't listen to us, mom will be mad
We have full pockets, they have few pennies
Another club is knocking on the door
[Chorus: Luca Brassi10x & Separ]
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress (Separ)
[Verse 3: Separ]
I'm synonymous with the word sold out
Everyone watches me like a fucking probe
Diamond, OG, after all you know me
Long list of things I've done for rap (Pff)
Millionare from a shack, I've been a social case
Now I own it here, G.O.A.T., dot (Me-e-e)
A photo of me hangs above your bed
Thanks to people like you, it's impossible to get to my show (Woo)
Thanks to talent I own apartments and houses (Uh)
Lately I've invested money to the building
Paintings, diamonds and pricey metals
The money flows to my account, transfers are being made (Pff)
The king of rap, but still from the street like Onyx
I threw off the saddle those who were on their horse
You can't get over it, suck my feet
It could go a different way, if you weren't so stingy (Pff)
[Chorus: Luca Brassi10x]
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress
Full club, Mercedes S, we've got fuel, we've got gas
I make racks, I make cash, everything legit, no stress