Pack-a-day smoker (Делит на бите, сука)
Ah-hah
Hello? Uh-hm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b#tch, I’m smokin’ cigarettes
Lungs turnin’ fifty shades of grey
Boy, quit talkin’ sh#t without my confidence, do that okay?
You can’t stop my fist ’cause when that b#tch go hit, make 808
Police on my dick, f#ck that sh#t, hit his #ss and get away
I want destruction, I think that my brain is malfunction
p#ss# boy, with all my killers, in the junction
Guarantee this not a ride, f#ck your punk sh#t
(This is the part where you die)
I want out, I want out, I want
I want out, I want out
I want out, I want out, I want
I want out, I want out
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