Текст песни 3TONA - Сука трахает мозг

THE BAVE:
This bitch firing like I'm a target
What do I call her hey bitch
On the style like Philip Plain
Made two holes with an ultrasound
I'll get out of the water dry
I will come out of it wet
More more more
She spoke more
Money wheelbarrow huts communication
The grandmothers of kary blata mud
Country mountains plaza okay
Skin in a fur coat and cool

OSMOS:
Stick stick stick thrown
Threw a couple of liters
The game just got sick of whining
I've seen this film frame a hundred times
This thong gucci gucci gucci
This is pal with ali like quicksand sand
I am throwing visas, I am throwing visas
I don't care about style, I kill with style

Breaks my legs, breaks my legs
A couple hundred bitch, a couple hundred
It's a shame I threw myself into the walls
And you sang for coins on your knees!