[Verse 1]
Little Adil thought:
I am not worse than those guys in "Impala"
While the house was shaking 'cause
My dad scandalized the whole time (Mmhmm, you know what)
My black clothes and black homie show
That we didn't even choose this (we didn't choose this)
Everything is sold here, and I knew that since I was a child (high five)
High five, homie, someone who
Moved up due to sheer talent (congratulations?) It's jackpot for block
It's not a place for Cubans, it's dirt and we are favorites in this spot
Ching-ching for those, who didn't lose hope knowing this is not the worst thing
But you find yourself in a well-furnishеd flat
And say how beautiful life is - get out of thеre, kid
I drank beer
I heard you running and a call: "Catch him!"
For a wrong look and if your eyes are stink
"Wo!" is the favorite call in «P»
Mister 718, Jillzay-Jillzay
Boys-boys, casings-casings, Pavlodarians
Scoundrels, peckerwoods
(What's your name?) I am 3P, 3P
It's like Triple G, it'll put you to sleep
Warm as-salamu alaykum spreads rapidly
Across the globe, sikpeydi, meet us
These are pits full of vodka
It's me, it's us, that's not your layer
So take a picture of me and my squad, Jillzay
[Pre-Chorus]
If you can do something, don't do that for free
If you want something, go and take it
So why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? (Why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? )
So why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? (Why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? )
You can be sweet-talking as fuck and speak well
For no reason, but I'm busy, so I always put it in a nutshell
So why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? (Why the fuck do you babble 'bout it? )
[Chorus]
Smoke flies to the ceiling in circles
Money flies to the wallet everywhere
Leave the silver spoon kids with zero
Hats are flying to the ceiling, we are here
Smoke flies to the ceiling in circles
Money flies to the wallet everywhere
Leave the silver spoon kids with zero
Hats are flying to the ceiling, we are here
Smoke flies to the ceiling in circles
Money flies to the wallet everywhere
Leave the silver spoon kids with zero
Hats are flying to the ceiling, we are here