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[Verse 1]
She wants a doggie, a dupe that loves her, a thug, a rascal who twists her up
All crooks, import-export, Mercedes-Benz near the airport
Bitch, I'll be ready to spend when the chest is filled to the brim
She keyed the Rolls, I ran through the toll, an alarm rings, I jumped the fence
Marseille, northern highway, you aren't quick enough, the kid puts you to sleep
"Tew-tew-tew" on the sidewalk, Moscow X3, notorious bandit
Corleonе, Sergio Leone, livе a half-life or be a half-man?
Charred, my mother has wrinkles, I run, Borsalino X Tommy Gun
Soulless, I serve him his gram and I ride headlights off in the hood
They want to do me, but I'm at 2M (M), fucker, it's too late
It came in from the transom window, they're singing outside, I need to drop this shit
The last looks before the break, and I put on the tights in the airlock

[Chorus]
The Colt is sincere and Man only has one word, I come out of the forger, I park without locking
Deadly elixir, I wage war for the antidote, the devil's kitchen (Oh)
Sincere, Hell's Kitchen, there's the one with the weapon and the one that digs
I come out of the forger, there's the one with the ace and the one that bluffs
Deadly elixir, I wage war for the antidote, the devil's kitchen (Hell's Kitchen), sincere

[Verse 2]
Even if she's pretty like a hundred bucks, loving doesn't sound like me (Nineteen)
Capo and second-in-command (Mathafack), hooded like John Doe
I still have some long-term friendships, and I don't have any random lifestyle, and I have two or three twelves tucked in my back, oh
Subscribed to crime and tribunals, if there are irons, there's no number one
Aggressive driving on the fast lanes and if we're looking for you, buy a Glock, not a Pitt'
F-quattro porto, vest under the jacket, Opinel 12, aim under the butt, iron under the jacket, kilos under the press
Outside, there ain't one franc it's dry, everyone wants to pass their ton (It's dry)
She cries blood like an icon, she fell in love like a dumbass (Huh)
I still have some long-term friendships, and I don't have any random lifestyle, and I have two or three twelves tucked in my back, oh
[Chorus]
The Colt is sincere and Man only has one word, I come out of the forger, I park without locking
Deadly elixir, I wage war for the antidote, the devil's kitchen (Oh)
Sincere, Hell's Kitchen, there's the one with the weapon and the one that digs
I come out of the forger, there's the one with the ace and the one that bluffs
Deadly elixir, I wage war for the antidote, the devil's kitchen (Hell's Kitchen)