[Part 1]
Kappa, Kappa, Kappa, Kappa, OG
I ain't blonde, but they call me goldie
Italian Kid, i make money,
My Money has the same color as codeine-purple
Yellow smoke out of the Pinifarina,
Green used to be the stuff i dealed, my sneakers are white
More talent than La Masia, i do that for my family
I only want latino chicks and my Maserati
You want no beef as if it is Ramadan,
The taxes fuck my life, boy nothing's for free
7 numbers in front of the comma
Forgot where I live, I'm livin ot of suitcases
I got more Kobe-Meat than Kobe Bryant
Mama knows her son is rich
I know more gangsters than the cops
It's about the vision when we sharing the money
[Hook]
Throwin' money, let it rain paper
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
I wanna see dead presidents
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
Throwin' money, let it rain paper
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
I wanna see dead presidents
Long live Genetikk, live Genetikk
[Part 2]
Waited for the bus every mornin at half past 7
Nowadays waits the nightliner for me and takes me to the next city
Locked in that Hamster wheel
So I'm runnin' till the heart attack, Kappa is my avatar
Call me Fry, cause i only like purple
Purple rain and a rainbow out of paper
Hang so much ice around her neck till she's close to freezing
No, I'm not ABBA, but the bitches screamin': Mamma Mia!
Doin fat mouses like cheddar cheese,
Last tape and then German-rap: Rest in peace
I'm the one man bank
Your prepaid money is my closet
And it's true: Money doesn't sleep
Countin' dead presidents forever
Evrything colorful, the world's turning
The last round pays Genetikk
[Hook]
Throwin' money, let it rain paper
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
I wanna see dead presidents
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
Throwin' money, let it rain paper
Long live Genetikk, long long live Genetikk
I wanna see dead presidents
Long live Genetikk, live Genetikk