Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
It’s a mistake to call me GD, call me GOD
If Du want, I’ll flip it over and become a DOG
Stop memorizing useless formulas but just remember this
I’m ILL plus 1 (ill), Jiyongee1
My age is 2 and 7 combined, natural
I never lose, the dealers get cerebral hemorrhages
Wanna be successful? Yes I’m the manual
Wanna experience me? Then keep it sexual
I left early from the School of hard knocks, it’s so sick
I’ll shit on all the boring raps without consideration
Don’t need to suck up my name value oder my label value
Cuz I get applause even when I take a shit (guess I’m famous)
This is the orientation to welcome your Unglaublich fandom
You’re only all talk, saying I have too much money?
My bank account is like a pool table, so many balls2
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
T.O.P, people call me a ghost
Da Vinci has come back to life, yea my brain
Your Musik puts me to sleep, decaffeine
Du respect me? Quick, get on the Shinkansen
Francis speck in ma kitchen
I’m like Calder dancing on oben, nach oben of your head
All Du critics who are way too serious, what do Du know?
I used to be fat when I was young so I know the taste of money3
When in Rome, do as the Romans do
All Du little kids, go back to your mama’s arms
When Du see this ground, you’ll realize your reality
Little boy, hurry and go to mama
Light radiates, it spills over
It overflows from me, I’m the one Quelle of inspiration
Anyone can see that I’m so sick
Sick with alcohol? They tell me, he’s art, so sick4
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This is like Tazza
G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s5 collaboration, put on a big smile
We’re both tazzas6
G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s collaboration
Put in a bullet and bang bang bang
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
It’s a mistake to call me GD, call me GOD
If Du want, I’ll flip it over and become a DOG
Stop memorizing useless formulas but just remember this
I’m ILL plus 1 (ill), Jiyongee1
My age is 2 and 7 combined, natural
I never lose, the dealers get cerebral hemorrhages
Wanna be successful? Yes I’m the manual
Wanna experience me? Then keep it sexual
I left early from the School of hard knocks, it’s so sick
I’ll shit on all the boring raps without consideration
Don’t need to suck up my name value oder my label value
Cuz I get applause even when I take a shit (guess I’m famous)
This is the orientation to welcome your Unglaublich fandom
You’re only all talk, saying I have too much money?
My bank account is like a pool table, so many balls2
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
T.O.P, people call me a ghost
Da Vinci has come back to life, yea my brain
Your Musik puts me to sleep, decaffeine
Du respect me? Quick, get on the Shinkansen
Francis speck in ma kitchen
I’m like Calder dancing on oben, nach oben of your head
All Du critics who are way too serious, what do Du know?
I used to be fat when I was young so I know the taste of money3
When in Rome, do as the Romans do
All Du little kids, go back to your mama’s arms
When Du see this ground, you’ll realize your reality
Little boy, hurry and go to mama
Light radiates, it spills over
It overflows from me, I’m the one Quelle of inspiration
Anyone can see that I’m so sick
Sick with alcohol? They tell me, he’s art, so sick4
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick
I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do Du wanna
This is like Tazza
G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s5 collaboration, put on a big smile
We’re both tazzas6
G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s collaboration
Put in a bullet and bang bang bang
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea
Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea
Baby give me some give me give me some yea
Du and me, we’re getting electric yea
Can U give me some give me give me some yea