| Hey bl*
|
| As the bizi bumblebee told me - rap is a sport, definitely not a game
|
| Doping is not prohibited here, everyone has their own business here
|
| On the roads of the WAW beat like I'm an athlete
|
| Bitches text me 24/7
|
| Fucked up your system, theme, connection and modem
|
| Fuck you, fuck you in the face, now I definitely know the problems
|
| Yes, I definitely wear silk, but I'm not a silk kid
|
| If you hear frost, you have a volcano inside
|
| Money, cards, 2 barrels ma life is a movie, not a game
|
| Bitch*, I did everything myself
|
| Now I don't believe my eyes
|
| Cast a glance to the sky
|
| Rap is a sport, dope I don't believe the gods
|
| If there are problems on the block, I don’t call the Kents first
|
| I despise all chemicals, but you use them boy
|
| If there is a problem, first you call, shouting to your ma
|
| You despise, bitch, all herbs, as a result, you hand over all homes to cops
|
| I tried to be alone, you were tailing, go f*ck bro
|
| He asked her not to write, poking her face at the screen
|
| You thought I didn't recognize you, in the end you scream, help the Kents
|
| You are spoiled by relatives, not protected by armor
|
| Red card in the game, here's a ban for you forever
|
| Go fuck yourself, you're dead everywhere, there's no way for you to heaven
|
| You will inflame in fire, I will burn you with the sun, I am RA You are gone forever, I swear to God I am glad |