[Intro]
Ai (I tried), oo (I tried)
Ye (I tried)
[Verse 1]
I tried to feed her, dress her up
To somehow stand out from the crowd
I asked her to change the digits, but for her, they're just ordinal
Alright then
I tried throwing stacks at this bitch
I spoiled her with gifts, but this dumb bitch seems like she’s grown on narcotics
She's eager to splurge and settle bills with manats
I dragged the bitch to rehab for an encore, because she loves not only cannabis
She stalls on simple processes but always insists that everything is under control
All her outfits are taken to show off
But she herself won't lift a finger against waiters and the local taxi branch
She pisses with joy when she talks dirty
She didn’t copy the style, she messed up the style
The lowest, she always wants the lowest, the lowest
[Chrous]
She doesn't reach it to the end, how to learn
Something more than stealing other people's stuff from jeans pockets
Uh-uh, uh-uh
The industry is the most capricious bitch, bitch (The most)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (The most)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
(Hey, yo) She doesn't reach it to the end, how to learn
Something more than stealing other people's stuff from jeans pockets
Uh-uh, uh-uh
The industry is the most capricious bitch, bitch (The most)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (The most)
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch