4atty aka Tilla - Обертка
текст песни

You have nothing wrapped, but the candy of you is cocky ...

So sweet, how much can you do?
All kinds of uncles with engagement on their fingers
Your perfume will remind how acacia bloom,
It's like after a syrup of hallucinations
The hairstyle and styling are so important to you,
But what else is essentially and in fact?
It is necessary to cut kapa at the studio on the clock,
Somewhere a foil touched from the chocolate
Then Voyski in Silpo after twelve,
And here are discounts and products from the promotion
Yes, let everything roll, the world is not so sweet
Soul inside out - an unpleasant display
Take a bitter vodka, it will increase a degree
Dreaming is not harmful, maybe there will also be a black pass?
You are all fucked up, I will be happy for you
Why go in a circle if there is a radius?

I do not remember my sweet sixteen,
I'm just watching mtv
Remember that sweet time, it was fun
Staggering in the area, losing balance
Series if with mom, cinema in ultramarine,
Popcorn Salt, I don't know what I accepted
She settled in the cinema, in her eyes explosions,
I only looked at them, they are beautiful,
Mi kissed, not thinking about sex, even
But the beating, the lips were stronger
I loved silence, she lived in jubars
Alone of home trampled the sidewalks,
I looked at the old school, how it pours out
Loved lemon sweets because of citrus
Remember childhood, everyone was drawn to the ceiling,
The focus was the one who stood in the corner
And someone is stupid, hooked on the needle,
Thinks that he still plays a children's game
I woke up, she’s not, it would be better to prick me,
She was such a candy, this is Katya Lolly
Tusa again, they took off the table
In the rays of laser projections, he was looking for whiskey in the chole.

Ale, small, buy a Kyiv cake on the way ...

When the frosts on the street and the puddles intended,
You ask how you are, I will say: "A little cold"
And you know, everything goes its own way
So what, what a lot has passed? He walked for too long
Now I am often hiding from my problems,
I recall those garlands at the Roshen factory:
They were like in a fairy tale last year,
I then first got into YouTube with the boys,
And you, you are talking about my minuses,
There are more of them outside the window, and I already have a shit
I remember all the sweets that you suggested
A loose girl with long legs,
Enough to think about those who measure everything dick
Forget about money, let's dance
And it was cool, but it was an experiment
I scored everything that you called dessert
Put a cross like your car red
spit that right now would smear bread with chocolate oil
Probably something confused something at the top
You got an end instead of Teramis.

Evening Kyiv, the sky dripped,
She chewed her orbit without sugar
And I looked at her and wrote the purchases
Sweets are no longer children's sweets, sweets, sweets ..