[Alpha Wann - LE TOUR Ft. Infinit’ /English Translation]

[Verse 1: Infinit']
Slashing their tires everyday, the snitches end up moving house
In custody, I will not hang myself even if I kept my laces
Twisted mind, dude I'm a monster within a human form
I want to throw cash at the dealership without filling the order form (Da- da-damn)
I'm the type of cuz' that your hoe is following
If I pull-up for the safety inspection, ya' need an ufologist
Everyday, I talk about money but certain things are priceless
Some die in the street for a quarter of carton
So i have to get more than my worst enemy
I listеn to "Cactus de Sibérie" in Brabus of Ribéry
Back in the days, I would havе fuck Tabatha near Malaga
'Cause I only want cash since the kebab house don't take credit card
You say you break necks like Li Jet
But me I saw you, I know you hug the wall like teddy bear
I know the class too well, french rap on my pair of Clarks
I go as far as Morroco for a zetla joint, as far as Berlin for a glass of schnaps

[Chorus: Alpha Wann]
I went around the atlas, I went around the atlas
I'm not looking at where's the class, french rap under my Clarks
I went around the atlas, I went around the atlas
I'm not looking at where's the class, french rap under my Clarks
I went around the city, I went around the city
Her hips are large, it takes time to go around my bitch, yeah
I went around the city, I went around the city
Her hips are large, it takes time to go around my bitch, yeah
[Verse 2: Infinit']
In the drawstring pouch, everything is green like the Boston Celtics
Cuz', I cannot loose mom is ordering me to get rich
You are amateurs, we turn up pro like Chelsea
Only Gucci logos and Fendi logos
Stop talking about war or threat, you ain't doing shit
My team will bombard you air force style
We're gonna eat like kings
Unheard of like an eyeless vegan crying over spilled milk
You're pretending to be a lot of persons, in reality you are gooey like sandwich bread
Us, it's fake shot, then right into the top corner like in Saint-Denis
In your mother's ass, you're not part of the gang
We arrive like Gustave Flaubert and Maxime Du Camp
Rolex Breitling we don't want any Casio
Mafiosi style like in Ajaccio, we can turn you into carpaccio
I know the class too well, french rap on my pair of Clarks
I go as far as Morroco for a zetla joint, as far as Berlin for a glass of schnaps

[Chorus: Alpha Wann]
I went around the atlas, I went around the atlas
I'm not looking at where's the class, french rap under my Clarks
I went around the atlas, I went around the atlas
I'm not looking at where's the class, french rap under my Clarks
I went around the city, I went around the city
Her hips are large, it takes time to go around my bitch, yeah
I went around the city, I went around the city
Her hips are large, it takes time to go around my bitch, yeah