Grand Big Mac [English translation]

(It's me

Big Mac

You see me driving

And at some point I'll start rolling the window open) 1

Damn it feels good to be gangsta

As I shut my mouth with french fries

[Hook 1]

It feels good to be gangsta

Hoarding hamburgers

Pepper and salt in glove compartment

If something's missing, you'll die with a cable tie

It feels good to be gangsta

Hoarding hamburgers mouth in drool

Pepper and salt in glove compartment

If something's missing, you'll die with a cable tie

[Verse 1]

I eat at Mc Donald's, I'll be a good father

As wife is pregnant with a crack-baby

In a hurry I always answer "I'll go shit real fast"

I'll follow dad's footsteps when he left the construction site

It feels good to be gangsta, gloves on a rack 2

Life is flat like Denmark, I don't worry anymore

will there be a uphill or downhill

I'm doing the same thing that yesterday, coming from behind Mc Donald's

I'm real Big Mac that's why you

kindly go inside while I drive to drive-by klik-kläk

I rap while I'm hungry

Every order is at least sixteen bars

I wonder should I put money in drugs or good food

As from both ensues quite a lot of shit

But from the other you get a bigger drink with a euro

[Hook 2]

Damn it feels good to be gangsta

As I shut my mouth with french fries

I'm coming in with a boogie, dancing cripwalk

And stuffing Big Mac into my mouth

Shade on the window

What the fuck the ketchup is missing again

So I pull the trigger

Klik-kläk this is the last time someone fooled me

[Verse 2]

In a fit of rage back to drive-in

I yell at the ordering spot "Fucking idiots I got a straw instead of ketchup"

(I'm sorry, what did you order?)

After one verse I shout "you ruined my day"

With pedal to the medal to the second window

"Is your shift manager somewhere?" (yeah) "I'll shit in your mouth"

I sighed deeply reaching for handgun

Until I noticed that Big Macs are on sale today

It was a good day ay

No pizza or subway ay

Caramel sundae cups everywhere

The only thing kids know is to fuck up every ketchup

All day everyday ay

I'm OG anyway ay

(Can I get your order?)

Ten Big Macs, a lot of sauce and the classics

[Hook 3]

Damn it feels good to be gangsta

As I shut my mouth with french fries

I'm coming in with a boogie, dancing cripwalk

And stuffing Big Mac into my mouth

Shade on the window

What the fuck the ketchup is missing again

So I pull the trigger

Klik-kläk this is the last time someone fooled me

1. finnish lyrics should be "alan rullaa.." 2. to put gloves on a rack is a saying in finnish, and it means to give up