Description
A hollow echo of confidence and bravado, where every ‘okay’ sounds like a blow to the wall of doubt. This beat is not about the search for harmony - it's about loudly declaring that your place is taken and no one is going to give it up. Balmain on the shoulders, a French accent through African roots, deals with suitcases and the shadow of old gods - everything is intertwined in a cocktail of self-confidence and slightly arrogant bragging.
The music here smells of expensive smoke and backstage negotiations, with harsh irony towards the weaknesses of others and ruthless pleasure in one's own strength. Every beat seems to say, ‘Yes, it was difficult, but now look who's in charge.’ And if someone still doesn't like it, then this is clearly not their track - it's too heavy for the faint of heart.
Lyrics and translation
Original
I said okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
'Kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
Only nigga rocking Balmain, 'main, 'main, 'main
'Main, 'main, 'main, 'main, 'main
Congo man, je parle français, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
'Çais, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
Man, only nigga worth a hundred K, K, K, K
K, K, K, K, K (K, K, K, K, K)
I said (yeah), white man came with a briefcase
Couple hundred thousand, what's in the deal?
Yeah, started selling it at retail
All you niggas soft, niggas chamomile, huh
Yeah, I'm evil, nigga
Man, swear to God, yeah, could've been a
Lame nigga
Just like your dad, I'm the main hitter
He could never make the hard decisions
He could never make that money grow bigger
He could never make the bitches act sweeter
Man, a nigga like me
Funi meter, yeah
I said okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
'Kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
Only nigga rocking Balm-
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain)
Congo man, je parle français, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
'Çais, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
Man, only nigga worth a hundred K, K, K, K
K, K, K, K, K (K, K, K, K, K)
I said
(There was a-)
There was a lot of doubt, man, it's still around
I was going through her titties, tryna find a sound
They don't fuck with me, that shit is not allowed
While you were raising kids, I was out of town
Me and the band got it all sorted now, you feel me?
Now I'm prayin' to the old gods now, you feel me?
Man, niggas stay at home, know they tryna get me
Man, this niggas is always broke, that's why his heart's heavy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking-)
English translation
I said okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
'Kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
Only nigga rocking Balmain, 'main, 'main, 'main
'Main, 'main, 'main, 'main, 'main
Congo man, je parle français, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
'Çais, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
Man, only nigga worth a hundred K, K, K, K
K, K, K, K, K (K, K, K, K, K)
I said (yeah), white man came with a briefcase
Couple hundred thousand, what's in the deal?
Yeah, started selling it at retail
All you niggas soft, niggas chamomile, huh
Yeah, I'm evil, nigga
Man, swear to God, yeah, could've been a
Lame nigga
Just like your dad, I'm the main hitter
He could never make the hard decisions
He could never make that money grow bigger
He could never make the bitches act sweeter
Man, a nigga like me
Funi meter, yeah
I said okay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
'Kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay, 'kay
Only nigga rocking Balm-
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain)
Congo man, je parle français, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
'Çais, 'çais, 'çais, 'çais
Man, only nigga worth a hundred K, K, K, K
K, K, K, K, K (K, K, K, K, K)
I said
(There was a-)
There was a lot of doubt, man, it's still around
I was going through her titties, tryna find a sound
They don't fuck with me, that shit is not allowed
While you were raising kids, I was out of town
Me and the band got it all sorted now, you feel me?
Now I'm prayin' to the old gods now, you feel me?
Man, niggas stay at home, know they tryna get me
Man, this niggas is always broke, that's why his heart's heavy
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
(Rocking Balmain, rocking Balmain, rocking-)