Текст песни Джино - Наверняка

From Afghanistan, affectionate like a mother,
So that from half a gram of perlo as if from a kilogram of scan
Going down the smoke, I fan this flame
And I become cleaner than vodka in a faceted glass

See, Gino, there's a huge joint somewhere nearby
Nikitos is a tramp and * devils drizzle
I'm in the area, next to a couple of healthy guys
I'm on the centers, with me a couple of depraved girls

Steaming a fat blunt in my hand
Red eyes are covered as if half asleep
I smile like the sun on the earth in spring
Like a boombox beat in my head

Like on repeat like the longest groundhog day
Like in a zoo, thank God that the lads are with me
Like a steam locomotive and white smoke go to the clouds
I think everything will be fucked up for sure.

(Chorus:)
Hey bro, it'll be fucking sure.
Past the year. Everything will be fucked up for sure.
It will be difficult sometimes, but it will be for sure.
Do you hear? Remember, everything will be fucked up for sure.

Hey bro, it'll be fucking sure.
Past the year. Everything will be fucked up for sure.
It will be difficult sometimes, but it will be for sure.
Just remember: everything will be fucking for sure.