Снова Манера на проводе
Снова он делает трэп
Раз, два, три
Раз, два, три
Ведь ты уже знаешь
Ведь ты уже знаешь
Ведь ты уже знаешь я голоден
Курим White Widow на холоде
Много чего было сделано в городе
Но я все еще голоден
Тихо качаю под бит эти головы
Громко просят фит голумы
Я не отщипывал строки им
Будто бы Baby Keem
B*tch I be trappin like trial
Baby now I be no wasting my time
Why you still missing my lyrical rhymes
Yeah I drown in a liquor and wine
Bad b*tch only type
Only type
Bad b*tch only type
Only type
Bad b*tch only type
Only type
Bad b*tch only type
Only type
Bad b*tch only type
Baby taking pipe
I love it when she make it right
With thoose city lights
Ok i′m done b*tch don’t look at me I can hit with feet
I′m like star poppin with a hit this my major lick
Need no sign I would tear that sh*t cause it’s russian sh*t
I be dyin cause I sip too much and I feel too much lit
W*f
B*tch don’t turn me on
Or I put you down
And no stop
F*ck her
And I break her bad
Cause this is fun
She said wow
Babe just play your sh*t
So I turn it on
She said yeah
Babe you too much talented
You ballin young
Yeah i′m one
That can make it out of crib
And I not clown
With this sound
Make my pockets jumpin′
Hunder’s goin bounce
Smoking pounds
And we do that loud
F*ck the opps in mouth
Make em proud
Cause I make it part of me
Nothing about
I be bossin in a crowd
All your gang is make me laugh
When we talk there′s only taunt
When you leave we starting drink
Put my allies on my track
Make my teeth just feel this plat
Had no shooters by my back
Cause I don’t fw goons n′ sh*t
I be d*mn cold
Since I write few bangy bars
I been in a hard choose
And I choosing right one’s
I been screamin f*ck sh*t
Need no violence on street
All this killa′s can’t fit
With this russian gang sh*t
I be d*mn cold
Since I write few bangy bars
I been in a hard choose
And I choosing right one’s
I been screamin f*ck sh*t
Need no violence on street
All this killa′s can′t fit
With this russian gang sh*t