[Intro: Gica Hagi]
"But I create tens. I have five tens, which, one of them will lead the fates of the national team. I have five tens, which, one of them will lead the fates of the national team. Tens! Tens! Tens can only wear the number 10"

[Hook: Super ED]x2
Are you thinking of comin' with something new
Or will you get your eyes stuck in the rearview
Here all is old and new is all, more recently
Here is just us, the new guys, more recently

[Bridge: Super ED]
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten

[Verse 1: Keed]
A hoe acts bad at the concert and I get a rage
I do the split and give her the piece in the pussy like Johnny Cage
I have so much hype, it's like I finished army training
The Satra Army is spreading like cataract
Get on your knees like a confession
Nas Ne Dogonyat, we're in spaceships
You didn't believe from everything I told you, nah
Only when I predicted your future like Grandmother Vanga
B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z
Fuck all this shit, I don't wanna be friends
B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z
Some gods, five excellent boys
Satra wine excess, la vida loca
B.E.N.Z. means I will fuck your momma
Fuck Satra, peace Mercedes B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z., B.E.N.Z

[Verse 2: NOSFE]
With Satra, millions over night, you sad girl
You look like dough on a wood oven, you pizza
Money enters from old songs and from the distro
The credit I have, why do you always ask for it, fuck you, artist girl
The pessimist, crosses, the optimist, pluses
When you see what I have in my jeans, the snack pack
Prosciutto di karma, let me see what you have in them stockings
My sistem is Chakra Benzu, it doesn't have leaks
I'm so sleepy that I can't sleep
I press play on the Walkman, the tape is with Korn
Follow The Leader, come and make me subscribers
My uncle is a leader and rolls with bikers
Rage Against The Machine and Machine Gun Kelly
These dudes are KRS One in the beef with Nelly
I'm Uncle B.E.N.Z., call me that from now on
'Cause I make pilaff out of them, yo, that is my punchline

[Hook: Super ED]x2
Are you thinking of comin' with something new
Or will you get your eyes stuck in the rearview
Here all is old and new is all, more recently
Here is just us, the new guys, more recently

[Bridge: Super ED]
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten

[Verse 3: Killa Fonic]
Yeah, yeah, thug with Blaga in the pocket, blagathug
Pussy, bend over, bend over, until Killa says stop
Ooh, you satrabitch, head down, legs up
I throw a stack from the balcony like Hagi
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I dribble cops and groupie hoes
Mmm, I also have a pew-pew and I have no doubts in shooting
Mmm yeaah, crow, Lama, fuckin' slaves, ho
Yeaah, crow, make the difference and give us the girl
Their envy bakes them like heroin bakes in the veins
These dudes dig their own graves 'cause they don't even believe in levels
I give 'em lavish with dirty jeans, indoctrinated and fried
You act like dictators in rap and soon you will die
Lama is a satrathug, I chill with a stack, call me Blagathug
I got I got a hundred thousand crows, I can grow
I got pharaohs, ten godesses, I will get buried
I got I got a Glock, I got, I got, I got, I got, pow!

[Hook: Super ED]x2
Are you thinking of comin' with something new
Or will you get your eyes stuck in the rearview
Here all is old and new is all, more recently
Here is just us, the new guys, more recently

[Bridge: Super ED]x2
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten
Who says nine, I will tell him ten