[Intro]
Sick Luke, Sick Luke

[Strofa: Ghali]
Ehi 
She  likes my dreadlocks
So many rappers in my Death Note
I should detox a bit
But  I smoke a joint and go to McDonald's
My  concerts look like flashmobs
You know I win some jackpots
And  that I'm not with some blah blah
Fish, fish, they go like "ba-ba"
My model eats yogurt
You know that I'm Goku
You  know that I'm focusing
I multiply them, hocus pocus
Fool, it's not cheap
10K without a logo
You don't understand, you seem stupid
Read a book or watch a documentary
I'm swaying
I teach you, you get used to it
Fruitful salary
Started from a garage
Now I'm in at the Deuxieme Étage
I always have an escamotage
Her ass does a skid
Having everything sucks
There's no desire in your eyes
Extinguishing a rapper like a loan
I tell apart a bro from a liar
6 zeros in my deal
I'm happy like a Happy Meal
New villa, mamma mia
You suck, but you're real

[Outro: Salmo]
Uh, you're listening to Machete Mixtape Volume 4
Ah, the freshest album of the summer
You understand, don't you?