[Intro]
FRESCO is higher than you thought
[Verse 1: MARCO-9]
You're just bait and MARCO's a piranha
Baby, run, it's a trap alligator
Smoke oregano, the plug's arigato
Baby's a princess I will lock her in a castle
I never work for free
The bitch's backpack Ferragamo, I don't care
Will make my back heavy with money
Tonight more massages are waiting for me
Fuck the feats out of pity
Benjis pranks are sacred
Orgies in the building, MARCO switches
Bitches caress themselves to my poems
You are not big, but only a timid daddy's boy
How funny to me, your pathetic complexes
Louis V leopard, only one touch
Money is paper, I fire it up like it
Clouds on Shmoney, smoke is origami
No rules, yeah
Right on red
I crush your ego and I don't feel sorry for you
I score 0.9 bills
Waiting so long to give up
Where's my bling?
You didn't try as hard as I did, that's a fact
[Verse 2: LILDRUGHILL]
I don't need a stick, so I hit like Jordan
My shoes will check out your Dora
I'm not home, I'm on the microphone
My formula is unfamiliar to you
You take my words as a basis
Woven from dope, I'm a master of sports
The sun through the window, I'm ready to fuck
Fuck parties, I'm not comfortable there
Time to get out before it's too late
Your dreams become my clone
Around the assholes, they need an allowance
Suck on the left, poser
They want to talk, no creativity
For fame's sake, it's just a bitch
Your community is very sad
Hold on (hold on, hold on)
Brûlée in the nose, I'm from another area
Khimki, baby, make yourself at home
Check all tags and study the flora
Bubble letters - my homie did it
Who we are, you will definitely remember
Everything you hear is done conscientiously
This type can't be put in your pocket
[Verse 3: ROCKET]
I'm blowing in the hallway
Like Metro Boomin I want more
What do I care if you blow too
I make money and don't give a fuck about you
Shmoney on Kievskaya, the laboratory
Dreamed of success, I'm already satisfied
Fucked in the morning and flew to the sea
Hello, how are you, aunt? You're a hoe
Pistol without cartridges
You're in the game like white crows
A big ass is on me, I'm like Ian Connor
Trap on my mind and I don't need speed
I don't need respect from all these bystanders
Our freshness makes their feelings shiver
With every step I am more expensive
Baby, I'm busy, but come over later