[Intro]
Pack-a-day smoker
This is not an intelligent song (Делит на бите, сука)
Ah-hah
Hello? (Like sometimes)
Uh-hm (Like, you know)
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, you might know) Yeah, yeah
(If you know, then you know) Yeah, yeah
(But I don’t, but still) Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm smokin' cigarettes, lungs turnin' fifty shades of grey
Boy, quit talkin' shit with all that confidence, do that cocaine
You can't stop my fist 'cause when that bitch gon' hit, make 808
Police on my dick, fuck that shit, hit his ass and get away
I want destruction
I think that my brain has malfunctioned
Pussy boy, with all my killers, in the junction
Guaranteed to start a riot for your punk shit
(This is the part where you die)

[Outro]
I want out, I want out, I want
I want out, I want out
I want out, I want out, I want
I want out, I want out