You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep

Shoot down the flag, I just wanna be free

Bounty on my head not falling

And you can't ingore that noise

Sound of drums and the Strawhat boys

Devils in our ranks and the berries in our bank

Give us any goal, and we score that point

You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep

Ten deep, a thousand leagues of the sea

On my lead, been chief of the team

Reason to beef, then my chef brings seasoning

Been on eat time from beach and the quays

Wind in our backs, that's breeze of the east

Like a thousand chapters, I ain't easy to read

But I'm well worth knowing if you wanna be one

Of the world's worst or want the D in my genes

They wanted me to fail first, laid up in a scale hearse

But my soul ain't for sale, I'm letting the sails work

My crew be the coup, we making the tales burst

Brother, none of you can rain if you run when the hail hurts

Only the best around me

It's like a phone number when you look at our bounty

Searching for the price that they tried to hide

My circle can't divide, but can-pi, so it's gonna get rowdy

But we do divide and conquer

Bit of a rascal, man, it's kinda bonkers

Weren't even the plan taking islands off ya

Don't need your treasure when I'm finding Rogers

Hook right give you crooked spine, then realign your posture

Like Brook, sip a chai while I ice your roster

Crack jawbones if he Kanjuro

We don't brush it off when we find imposters

Kick a Kaiju monster

With a foot that could stop the drama

I'll right hook through your plot armour

If you think you're a lot harder, tell Zoro to chop faster

He know that the trio makes your boss scalper

Add Jinbe and squat 'cause our quad's larger

We can Robbin' your Doc with our Plot Charter

We got corpse and a bot and the shot master, you will not harm us

You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep

Shoot down the flag, I just wanna be free

Bounty on my head not falling

And you can't ingore that noise

Sound of drums and the Strawhat boys

Devils in our ranks and the berries in our bank

Give us any goal, and we score that point

You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep

We 'bout to take this 'round the four blues, got my wings by my side, let's go!

Fruits of my labour - Nomi Nomi

Hold your horse, slow your ponys

If the Chopper talks, that's Tony Tony

Pack of animals on call 'cause in Zou, they know me

Katakuri - I got dough on the low, never show the proceed

Charcuterie's art for an OP, OG

I was eating cold cuts - no Monet snow scene

Then I'm Perona - going ghost, peace

Cola and roast meat

No, they won't see my a-rest, call it no sleep

I hold dreams while they stress and control peace

No cold feet, with my chef as the goalie

My whole team is the best on the known sea

They told me we won't get to the Gol D

There won't be a defence because we roll deep

I ain't talking soul thieves when I say that I ride for my homies

Eat like Lin Lin, drinks on me

Last round, hear the ding-ding, ship it, no Tin Tin

Brother, ain't nothing but gas in the port

And we answer the call when the Den Den ring ring

What you thinking on this King Ting?

From the beginning without flinching

I stay grinning at villains, and I've given them hell without winking

I've never tapped out, better let that sink in

Godfather, top grafter

I'm an Elfbaf chap, and you're small as Tontatta

With a lot of laughter, squash drama

I switch Gears on 'em, and then I got faster

Not a thriller, he be always in my shadow like a zombie

Hanging in the back like Pandaman softly

Think he Donquixote, but really just a donkey

East, west, north, south blue - where you from, G?

You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep

Shoot down the flag, I just wanna be free

Bounty on my head not falling

And you can't ingore that noise

Sound of drums and the Strawhat boys

Devils in our ranks and the berries in our bank

Give us any goal, and we score that point

You must be foolish to run in these seas

When you know the Crewdem be gunning ten deep