Slavic Trapper

Uh-uh
We go hard in the south and we know it
Sitting ass in a pub, bitch, we going
In the streets smashing heads with them bottles
We don't got fucking feds, step on throttles

That's the way that we getting over sadness
One day turn in a motherfucking madness
That's the way that we getting over breakups
One day choke on a vomit from the hiccups
You got me wrong

I'm not the one that you wanna see when you up at night
Unleashing the venom, I'ma get you when you in my sight
Turning my bats in 'em fuckin flying rats, they could fucking bite
Teeth full of parasitе, teeth full of parasite

I'm that stoner doom lover, bad blokе tripping
Bitch, I know I'll soon hover, float, won't strap in
In my wizard hat, 'bout to fuck a witch, busting
Why my music mad? Bitch, I ain't no fucking Justin

Lucid dreams where I'm fuckin Vickie Smith, and she swallowing
Fill her mouth with my motherfucking dick, tits, they wiggling
She, my princess, she, that one that I would pick out of million
I'm her prince, and my chance is fucking big, 'cause I'm brilliant

I'm that slavic motherfucker, drinking vodka, juice
I'ma squash you like a ciggie with my dirty shoes
Drinking habbit, something I would never ever lose
Bitch, you lost like Nemo, I'm a beast like Bruce

I'm a slavic trapper, fucking bass slapper
Beat's a meat, I'm the sauce, yeah, salt and pepper
I'm a slavic trapper, fucking bass slapper
Beat's a meat, I'm the sauce, yeah

We go hard in the south and we know it
Sitting ass in a pub, bitch, we going
In the streets smashing heads with them bottles
We don't got fucking feds, step on throttles

We go hard, we go hard, we go hard
We go hard, we go hard, we go hard
We go hard, we go hard, we go hard
We go hard in the south and we know it