[Intro]
Yeah, Medeline, good or what?
Tell me, the production you sent me last night
I wrote a little thing quickly in two minutes on it
Shall we test that? Go ahead, throw out the beat, let's see what happens
[Chorus]:
They all want to play trap, you have to let them (X 3)
They all want doing trap music, I was born there
I was born there, I am there, I was born there (X 3)
They can bring back some CC khoya they're going to bleed their noses
[Verse]
Guys, this is Paris I tell you again that it's not ATL
You contacted me to a Rebeu feat but I changed my email
Avalanche, powder in their zen
They walk on foot but they took wings
I made money, yeah I made sorrel
Abracadabra yeah, Balmain jeans replace my Diesel jeans
Swing a Greek, harissa, mayo, no onion
That I eat in my new turbo s all at all option
They all did shit, they all want to do trap
Am I my brother's keeper? Like Kévin, you're falling by the wayside
Revenge is best eaten cold, we know you're hot behind your computer
Band in front of Chicago with your popsicle, oh yeah my little
The tips to leave the street, you'll wear white, brown
I raised my middle finger in the air, I'm not talking about adults on a plane
Nouveau Monde, sixth album brother, I don't have time to break things
I'm going to Hermès, Givenchy, there's no financial fair play
Take out a skeud, let's have a lunch
Walk on success, Harry Coens style
Do you want to complain? Hold my shoulder
We'll trample you after ftor time
[Chorus]
They all want to play trap, you have to let them (X 3)
They all want to play trap, I was born there
I was born there, I am there, I was born there (X 3)
They can bring back CC khoya they'll have a nosebleed
[Outro]
Yeah, bro I think we'll leave it like that
No need to 'another verse
I told you, it's too damn easy
Tell me, the production you did this morning kho
Let's see what that is gave it, cut this one, put the other one in

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