[Verse 1]
I'm addicted to you, like to doping-doping-doping-doping-doping
My pockets are fatter than bitches, every Moscow strip club loves me
These whores, they also all love Water-Water-Water-Water-Water
Call any dan — they're waiting for me there, call any bitches — they're waiting for me
[Chorus]
But I'm addicted only to you, like to doping-doping-doping-doping-doping
I will get rid of all my whores for you, I spend thousands on them and millions on you
I think about you from Wednesday to Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday
It's hard to say to your face that I love you, I'm sorry for all that shit
And I'm tired to feel like an imbecile-imbecile-imbecile-imbecile-imbecile
Let's forget the bitch that I fucked and came in her mouth, came in her mouth, came in her mouth, after I drank syrup
Even with Moncler jacket, I'm cold-cold-cold-cold-cold without you
I'm ready for anything for you, I don't care if it's expensive, expensive: Rick Owens, Prada and Stone Island (Wha'?)
[Verse 2]
I just turned your birthday into a lifestyle
Jump into the Coupe, come to me, I want to put my dick into you
One million, then two, I'll sew a dress made of bills for you
I'm not talking about hashish, but when you're close to me, there's a stone in my pants
I want to know, do you miss me?
The way fame and money change me — you pretend not to notice
Even after your tantrums, screams, tears and criticisms
The smell of other women's perfume in our bedroom, has it become normal for you?
Am I really losing you? All your friends dream about it, wow
You see right through me, even with your eyes closed
You don't even sleep, you just cry with your eyes closed
Because another girl calls me in FaceTime again
[Chorus]
But I'm addicted only to you, like to doping-doping-doping-doping-doping
I will get rid of all my whores for you, I spend thousands on them and millions on you
I think about you from Wednesday to Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday-Tuesday
It's hard to say to your face that I love you, I'm sorry for all that shit (Damn)
And I'm tired to feel like an imbecile-imbecile-imbecile-imbecile-imbecile
Let's forget the bitch that I picked up, fucked and came in her mouth, came in her mouth, came in her mouth, after I drank syrup
Even with Moncler jacket, I'm cold-cold-cold-cold-cold without you
I'm ready for anything for you, I don't care if it's expensive, expensive: Rick Owens, Prada and Stone Island (Wha'?)
[Outro]
Imbecile-imbecile-Imbecile-imbecile
Bitch that I picked up, fucked and came in her mouth, came in her mouth, came in her mouth, after I drank syrup
Cold-cold-cold-cold