Текст песни ALLEY GANG - РЕЛАКС

Study Zaibala
Work Zaibala
And some bald fever calls me from the draft board
Wait fuck guys
I don't need this fuck
Better drink a couple of cans
It's fucked in this true
I have some money
I am looking for a yellow price tag
I am on a wedge
Your chick weighs the centner
Flying to the sofa, but I fly like something crooked
Turn on tv
Huha open beer
Pussy chips and the taste of hunting beautiful
I like everyone today, I'm on Relax

Stupidly on Relax
Resting Clarkson
Stupidly on Relax
You fucked in the ass with Max

Max makes relaxes
Relax is unscrewed to max
Never go to the registry office
My life is relax

We relaxim at home with beer
do not sweat at school with a book
smoke a plan with my bro, nigga
Heroin Manashke Dvikal

stupid wineglass on the palm
We drink the wisdom - we will not catch up
We write tracks, not filonim
bald hairdryer, it is a phenomenon

You are relaxing on weekends
We relaxim every day
On me, the fat rods
I fuck, fucking too lazy