Текст песни ATL - Grind or Die

Now and here everyone has their own interest
Folding kladenets for boys, candy for bitches
How many years have I been writing a verse like Manet's still life
Rhymes grow fat, but the wallet does not grow fat
I'm like this loop in a loop, like vinyl on a needle
I'm in rap like in a fucking vagina, like vanilla cream in a donut
And let it warm in my soul
When from such snot in a kitty in panties April
The picture is not clear, I cheto I went over a little bit
Garbage perfume like a spider-flair sensitive
Bag of bones in a box of nails
Here the raunchy sluts come with bad news

[Verse 5: Hash-Tag]
Show me who's cool now
White Russian calls for melting bullets
Put it on like a T-shirt Victor Bout
Trisy's ass like an electric bullet
Show me who's cool now
White Russian calls for melting bullets