You're stupid, you're more stupid We're up and we're not down anymore I go out all fresh, no bullshit I make breakfast when you're in bed And we make a mess, brother, you fix it Tell him you paid for those black asses Lazza, lazza, lazza, lazza, you repeat Look here, what rings I have, Euric Cake And I ride with a Piaggio, not with a Porsche I smoke a cigarette in the studio, Scott Storch I'm not talking to you about Fanta and Roar For me Fanta is science, between Fanta and Giro And mom says my house is not a hotel And she's probably right, yes But at home it's written five stars Come on, if it's okay, let's get a suite I walk with the red like in GTA I'm poisoned like DDT I talk and I don't listen to you, brother, or DDA I'm always the boss, Roccia, DDC And I don't know how you say no I swear I change my Nike, I change flow It's better if you ask me about live shows Than if you ask me how I'm doing, I don't know Hey, hey, make me a cocktail That for today maybe I've heard too much Your record, brother, is like that for kids That you make it come out and come back at midnight And you don't know how many times I've been here We do what you tell us If that bench could talk I think we'd do the same shit as her And when you open your mouth you look like a retard We're the best at doing it and we'll beat you Get out of bed, tell me, give me the Ivan Bravo Pay me or I'll break you in two, Ivan Drago And mom says my house is not a hotel And she's probably right, yes But at home I wrote five-star verses Come on, if it's okay, let's get a suite I walk with the red like GTA I'm poisoned like DDT I talk and I don't listen to you, brother, or Lydia I'm always the leader, Roccia, DDC And I don't know how you say no I swear I change my Nike, I change flow It's better if you ask me about live shows Than if you ask me how I'm doing, I don't know I don't know It's been three weeks, what?