[Intro: Freeze Corleone & Central Cee]
S/o le Flem
Hello? Cee? What's up, have you already left London?
Yo Freeze, we're doing one ten through the country dumpin'
Okay, perfect, let me know when you get to Paris
I'll be like in like 30 minute my bro, I'll bill it, can you pattern some Cali ?
No stress, we've got the plugs, we'll meet once you're here
Say less, ekip, ekip
Yo

[Verse 1: Central Cee]
I keep airin' the labels, one day I might get blackballed
I ain't been Fashion Week, OT, if I see me a catwalk
Givе a cat sixth life for the night, I don't know if I'll land though
If they knеw what we did in the bando, one day I might get cancelled
Shit, my shoes tied tight, I can't step out in no sandals
Bought rope chain and Kangol, took me a L, I'm cool G, I feel like Cool Jay
I live my movie, I might make a BluRay and tell my story
My dawg, part of me, my charge if you got matchin' jewelry
Presidential, Oysters, Rose Golds, Dwellers and Day-Date 40's

[Couplet 2 : Freeze Corleone]
Makin' big racks with some polemics (Cash)
God is with me as if I was drinking Holy water (What?)
Dakar's like the place of the obelisk (Ekip)
Mixin' exotic Fanta with codeine (Lean)
Gotta transfer all the cash to the motherland (Cash)
God and the gun, n***a no proteins (Pow)
Corleone, Central Cee (Ekip, ekip)
Orange lambo', anthracite Maybach (Sku)
Fuck a settler, fuck FrançAfrique
Chen Zen A.K.A. scoring machine (Cash)
And slanting eyes like China or Korea (Han)
No dance moves in the music videos, no choreography
And there's only god that I can adore (That I can adore)
Find me in the trap house's kitchen (Find me in the kitchen)
[Verse 3: Central Cee]
How they hate on man when I don't even know they existing?
They talk too much, they tweet too much, gotta keep my distance
Cee don't be in the mix, one wish, my G's get freed out the system
Link with Freeze, it's lean that's he's drinkin'
Sippin', throwin' up C's not crippin'
Keep on bitchin', think that your Mitch, until bro come and cut off your fingers
Fuck what you're thinking, fuck your opinion, that mixtape made me a million

[Verse 4: Freeze Corleone]
Eyes like litchis, far away from they like fidjis
CEO, bank account with 6 digits (Cash)
Smoke the big weed, cut it up like Geechi
Need to get Lionel Richie's money (Cash)
Six on six, s/o Central
Hella smoking like a power station chimney
Big Cali like South Central
Comin' to New York like Central Park (Ekip)
Movie, welcome to the movie
S/o 22gz, hole in the muffin
Chen Zen hunting vampires like in Buffy, ekip

[Outro : Central Cee & Freeze Corleone]
Movie, Lamborghini, I like me a two seat
Just landed in Paris, I'm on IG trynna find me a groupie
Groupie, she wants my cash, my rupees
Let them believe we're sleeping
On the roof as if I was Soopy, ekip
My shoes tied tight, I can't step out in no sandals
No dance steps in the music videos, no choreography
And there is only god that I can adore
Presidential, Oysters, Rose Golds, Dwellers and Day-Date 40's
Makin' big racks with polemics
God is with me as if I was drinking Holy water