Antarctic

(альбом: Naiveté - 2019)

Bring the lighter bitch, I'm cold, yeah I'm freezing
Going up nigga, everytime you see me
Heart froze, I suppose I'ma need me
Man down, ah [?], got a bleeder
Call a doctor, ambulance, a nigga leaking
Getting bigger, I've been eating, I've been
Busting out the seams
On a cloud, bitch I'm high, this a dream
Mind your business nigga, no don't intervene
Get 'em jumping, moving, like they off a bean
Who'll do it nigga, if it isn't me?

Job done, dirty hands, gotta wash 'em in the sink
Double rinsing, double checking, making sure my shit is clean
Evident I got the medicine these motherfuckers need
Put a project out a month and turn these niggas into fiends
I'm lifted, gifted, trip, this shit might just get a little explicit, uh
Too sadistic with this sick shit, really in the field with the misfits, uh
Niggas can't block my vision, miss me with all of that insignificance, uh
Thinking what the fuck I want, blame it on the place I'm from, uh

Bring the lighter bitch, I'm cold, yeah I'm freezing
Going up nigga, everytime you see me
Heart froze, I suppose I'ma need me
Man down, ah [?], got a bleeder
Call a doctor, ambulance, a nigga leaking
Getting bigger, I've been eating, I've been
Busting out the seams
On a cloud, bitch I'm high, this a dream
Mind your business nigga, no don't intervene
Get 'em jumping, moving, like they off a bean
Who'll do it nigga, if it isn't me?