Bitches ask for truth, but I do like this
I have tablets, my jamb smokes
You have a trabels when I do like this
Knots, cars, money, blates - everything that I wanted
Bitches ask for truth, but I do like this
I have tablets, my jamb smokes
You have a trabels when I do like this
Knots, cars, money, blates - everything that I wanted
Hey dumb bitch, show what is capable of
Do you want more amounts, it's better to work with your throat
There are millions like you, and I am so one
I love every whore in the world
Nobly do not rummage in the club, in rap, edm
You climb into our music, ka shuts your fuck
So I'm tired of poppy and stupid whores
I want to listen to violins, not stupid people
Bitches ask for truth, but I do like this
I have tablets, my jamb smokes
You have a trabels when I do like this
Knots, cars, money, blates - everything that I wanted
These fagots are climbing
Type '' Pugs do not shoot ''
There are stupid texts in my head
Only about birds and radiance
So I want to hear thoughts
And not screams, about suffering
You think you are a renaissance, but
You are a decadence of consciousness