Вектор А - Андеграунд

KRBK - Сам (cover)

Здорово Были (Feat. Loс-Dog)

On the topic of "humor", I told em to stand-up
I’ll show you a lil something that’s funny  
My glocky lil tecca, it hold you for “ransom”
I’m all bout my "internet money"
If I say I’m sick, only family knows(nose)
We not really for all da "running"
Bae I'm not for da violence so leave in one peace(piece)
I’ll give up the "Chopper" or something
If we talking her figure, let’s count all the curves
I honestly love the abundance 
I was 15 on sites, selling telegram users
I’m used to the vouches I love it 
And I think that mans, got alters and shit
I can’t really tell but he fronting
And I think my twin self harming and shit
The gym got her used to da “cutting”
You underground niggas not popping for shit
So why in the fuck is you bluffing
I would give up my life to help any fan
I promise without you I’m nothing 
Rengoku, I’m "fire", no demons shall touch me
I’m all for da "slaying" and hunting 
Know supporters that follow, my kingdom "united"
I might go to Cambridge or London
On the topic of "baking", my shawty is sweet
I call her my cookie and muffin
Yeah them hollows is freaky, they get in yo body
They skipped over kissing and hugging

Back then wouldn’t read my text, now they wanna be like us
What I look like stuck on an ex?(X)
Nigga not Elon Musk
Put the folks in a room, I’m da best
Nigga I’m me, bro trust
Put the "cap" to the side, I’m Ness
Nigga's try me they dust

I’m "working" Rihanna, or Fifth Harmony
All I know there’s no time to relax 
Brody load up the Nina, I act like we dating
The butt of the stock in my lap
LMG made the beat
I’ll come out "Victorious", see I’m a different lil "Cat"
I could call up my gang, on "mafia", mafia, shit
Bro I feel like Cenat
Little clip off of baseball, you see the "fan" in the cut
Then it’s catching a hat
Little convo on Twitter, you mention my name
Da choppa is "tagging" you back
Taz Taylor & Burny should also get credit
Producers that carry da track
If I fuck up “my future” off one “NDA”
Billie Eilish, a “LUNCH” & a snack

#nami (lmgmadeit)

Pedime que te cante un Jazz
O que te cante un Rock lento
Pedime lo que vos queras
Que yo por vos siempre lo intento

Pedime que te cante un Jazz
O que te cante un Rock lento
Pedime lo que vos queras
Que yo por vos siempre lo intento

At 8 PM the tangerine sun dove back into the ground to hide. The river turned bubblegum pink and the sky was on fire. I lick my fingertips and pinch a thin deflated cloud. You are watching me and I think "Fuck, I wish I could tattoo the lines of your palm onto mine". A gentle roadmap of flesh and sweat and longing. You tie your shoes and touch the laces as if they were veins. We kiss and I can tell that the air has been whispering to you, repeating "Eternal summer, Eternal summer, Eternal summer".

Pedime que te cante un Jazz
O que te cante un Rock lento
Pedime lo que vos queras
Que yo por vos siempre lo intento

You brought me a book that was the same color as your eyes, I gave you every look I could that night, every gaze filled with each season, freezing, thawing, melting, wilting.

Pedime que te cante un Jazz
O que te cante un Rock lento
Pedime lo que vos queras
Que yo por vos siempre lo intento

I still never listened to that band you were playing in your car when you drove me home, I don't want to hear it again without you. It sounded too good sitting next to you in the car with the morning light pouring through. We didn't talk much. I didn't want to ruin the moment and I still don't.

Peecs - Надо вкинуться

Daniil Ilushenko