[Translation of "Горько" (Bitter)]
[Intro]
People are munching cake (m-m)
Whishing for a money mountain (someone snorted)
As an outcome, they shout: "Bitter!"
[Hook]
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
How much did you earn, Roma?
For you to be fucking bitter? Bitter!
[Verse 1]
Money loves silence
And people swarm to eavesdrop on them (what's up, what's up?)
They don't believe that the jackpot's for the very best
What's the matter, buddy? Why arе you sweaty? (m?)
Eyes are wеt, evil goblin
Could work at Gringotts but you're a loafer (loafer, loafer)
Who to blame? Only you
Our pie's so fucking massive
Just get up and fucking take it
But you're groaning under the desk and drowning in a lake of saliva
No matter how much you panic — money is not sterile
They don't care that you are picky (why?)
[Verse 2]
Before bed, you count my piles instead of sheep
Why would you need it, at night I didn't sleep
To be here instead of in the dirt
But I was never jealous
Knew that talent is only a minimum
And success was somewhere a mile away
Every mirage tried to kill me (what?)
Ladies man
What did you promise and what did you accomplish?
Women in a row, my dick, in a fucking column
Because the worker in front of me is a stoner (woo)
But really I'm humble:
I remember hunger and the taste of blood
Only you're used to it, but I'm not
And you'll go as a fillet, and I build everything myself
[Pre-hook]
People are munching cake (m-m)
Whishing for a money mountain (someone snorted)
As an outcome, they shout: "Bitter!"
[Hook]
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
How much did you earn, Roma?
For you to be fucking bitter? Bitter!
[Outro]
What's up, what's up?
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter, bitter, bitter, bitter
Bitter!