SEEMEE, ICEGERGERT - ULTIMA
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I've never messed with fakes
Nobody likes to walk through shit
All my lines are like caustic sediment
They come to mind under the smog
I realized I chose the right path
When I heard my track outside my window
Real toxic, I'm spitting mercury
Only a Zazy Patron will kill me
You don't have enough weight
I'm tuned, I'm in body kits
More swag, less stress
More pleasure from the process
My flo, to increase the test
Leaves in the bag, not enough space
Nowhere to put, I need the abyss
Black cards, black...
Ultima-Maybach, not economy
I don't have a pint, but a whole gallon
My scrap metal is dragging my neck to hell
My cologne is attracting women
Ultima-Maybach, not economy
I don't have a pint, but a whole gallon
My scrap metal is dragging my neck to hell
Attracting women I'll give you my cologne
You want smoke from meat, I'm crazy
Come closer, let's go naked
Talk like a hoe, talk like a strange
Don't push me, I understand you, woman
I don't suffer, I just raise
Ruble, manat, tenge, and I'm throwing it away
On my brother, on the gang, on my mom, on the bitch, on clothes, on culture, and I forget everything
Life, sex, pain, blood
Trap, weight, hardcore
Dealers, psychos, murderers, maniacs
Listen, bitch, I'm a bull, with me there are angry dogs
We make cones for money
Liters, balls, it's like football
Posters on Blok, bitch on stock
This white cruel son without a father
Ultima-Maybach, not economy
I don't have a pint, but a whole gallon
My scrap metal is pulling my neck to hell
Attracts I'll give you my cologne
Ultima-Maybach, not the economy kind
I don't have a pint, but a whole gallon
My scrap metal is pulling my neck to hell
My cologne is pulling me to hell