Why do you fuck your head, head, my head leaves Gucci sandals I only wear them out of spite, spite, still they make me You can't believe it, dear God, God, be grateful You protect me when my vests roll again, when they roll I'm on my way, with my baby I see you It's better to go out in the wild, with 10 hp in your city It won't be pleasant, count on my vests And now she brings you to the sharp target, no, no, no One against one, he gets a bomb on his bra But forgets my Abi, box is an Abi Cruise with open arms and behind me sits a bitch like Barbie Hood safari, get on the speed fight, shit on Kawasaki Let's go Barbie, kick down with 70 on your party They take pictures, bags burst, but Apache stays the same Bro, I have to go, when the scooters scream again They talk to me about coke and knife stabbing But they have to go, when our scooters scream again Apache stays the same I like the hard one here, bro When you go on the thing on the scooter, you notice that it's not like that Call me if you want to, you can also call your daddy Swallowing your dick is small pissing with you, but tradition Don't do that Party host, see me in the underwear, shield over to me, they check my body Bitch, 105 kg, definition without cardio Whether you want it or not, bro, Apache is on the radio today Daddy They take pictures, bags burst, but Apache stays the same Bro, I have to go, when the scooters scream again They talk to me about coke and knife stabbing But they have to go, when our scooters scream again Apache stays the same