Текст песни skkaryyy - прогноз погоды

Somehow fuck me why you are still here
I'm running, my amounts, Louis, Brand, press.
I don't need you, no ass you have no weight
My girls are in the back, it will be better to relieve stress.
This Hau after the mud thought that I was not so
I do it for conscience, I do a lot in my head now a mess.
The heat gave way to the cold, I understand this girl marriage
Your forecast for the weather, because in the summer a hail fell.

Dirty pockets and their trance traces
I'm a little Broken, because I threw Pack on your ass,
It does not soar an empty pocket, because tomorrow will be Full Packs.
I always sparkle even without coins this is a shine.
Do not pour in your ears I see, your Face Fake.
Do not try to change me, I am fucking Evey Day.
I do not believe in your weather forecast there winter in the summer
Do not play often, after all, on the table, food will become snow.

Why does your cold warm, why does it make warmer?
Because large lips large ass is radiated by light
Every night is just a temperature difference,
Every morning, just fuck us two.
Do not fill in feelings, I do not believe in your weather forecast.