[Intro: Einár]
Ask ADAAM, we touched
Ey, ah

[Verse 1: Einár & ADAAM]
Ask ADAAM, we touched fame
Ask ADAAM, I touched your girl
She wants to chill with me
She even wants to catch a plane
You get stuck when you press play
Like these girls are stuck on me
I throw, took the place like back in the day
I'm talking about drifts, this is not a race
We get cash (Brother, we flash)
We have whores (Bro, they have ass)
Bro, she wants to smash (Of course I tap)
The beat gets fucked (Bro, we're back)
Now it's not a game anymore
Every step it is for dough
Therefore I take more and more
Man, I'm fucked
Won three out of three
Tell me, What do you know about that?
Tell me, what do you know about that, bro?
Girl is wet between the legs
Drive with guns and shooters (Okay)
People take my coke from the banknote
You can't even do it even though I'm explaining
It gets messy when we drive because where smart but crazy, ey
[Chorus: ADAAM & Einár]
You have no chance if you're measuring with us
I can't eat in restaurants because we eat in herds
I'm not sure anywhere and I'm not sure on anything
But something I know is that out off all hard work we get something good
I swear that you're nonsense if you compare with us
I asked for a dance, now she's on my dick
You say you have guns, but you don't have anything
I had money before and after I did hip-hop

[Verse 2: ADAAM & Einár]
With a girl, she wants to chill
Man, it's tough where we chill
Roll a joint in a couch
Don't play tough you get shoot
Bro, we came and we chocked
I want gold on my watch
Roll a joint and I'm gone
I can smell a rat
Born and will rot here
Everyone wants a ride and of course we make girls crazy
Ey, you recognize us, it's real regardless which postman
We go in, you go home
Because your time is fucking up
Drop bombs like terror
Pigs set up traps
I didn't even take a look before I fucking said "Peekaboo", ey
[Bridge: Einár]
Make money, money, money
I swear on my mom, they are not ready
Bro, here we go up and you go down
And people play G´s but who are they, where are they?
Make money, money, money
I swear on my mom, they are not ready
Bro, here we go up and you go down
And people play G´s but who are they, where are they?

[Chorus: ADAAM & Einár]
You have no chance if you're measuring with us
I can't eat in restaurants because we eat in herds
I'm not sure anywhere and I'm not sure on anything
But something I know is that out off all hard work we get something good
I swear that you're nonsense if you compare with us
I asked for a dance, now she's on my dick
You say you have guns, but you don't have anything
I had money before and after I did hip-hop