[Intro]
Welcome to the CrackHouse
[Chorus]
Me with money (it's a fact)
They call me mommy
Down with enemies
Because I'll put it together like origami
Not Ferraris, we drive black Volga
You have to pay and we'll take you to the cleaners anyway
[Verse 1]
Apartments, premises of 250 square meters
What kind of Tussie?
Where I live, there are cups of vodka
Strong movements
The climate hеre is snow and ice and down jackets
A fox or rabbit hat
Fur on thе body just like my grandma
Signet ring with a stone - I'm a young Sarmatian
I say little and the truth carries me
And when I speak, the masses listen to me
A cleaver in the pocket, a sausage in the bag
If you're messing around here, you don't have to come back
Cartier on tiptoe like an oligarch
Slavic trap, not hot salsa
Welcome to the CrackHouse
[Chorus]
Me with money (it's a fact)
They call me mommy
Down with enemies
Because I'll put it together like origami
Not Ferraris, we drive black Volga
You have to pay and we'll take you to the cleaners anyway
[Verse 1]
Apartments, premises of 250 square meters
What kind of Tussie?
Where I live, there are cups of vodka
Strong movements
The climate hеre is snow and ice and down jackets
A fox or rabbit hat
Fur on thе body just like my grandma
Signet ring with a stone - I'm a young Sarmatian
I say little and the truth carries me
And when I speak, the masses listen to me
A cleaver in the pocket, a sausage in the bag
If you're messing around here, you don't have to come back
Cartier on tiptoe like an oligarch
Slavic trap, not hot salsa
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