Lyrics: А, у, е, э Е-е, Jamik (У-у) (Dudes aren't criminals, I) Dudes aren't criminals, I'm just getting started (Pr-r-r) 21, 20-20 — successfully (U) University, classes, I stained my jacket My voice on the radio in someone else's car Radars don't see my law (A) People don't even know what I'm about (About what?) Cute girls, two grams, underworld Engines here, thieving share Hallucinations, drunk and passed out I'm a rapper, don't talk to my mom (U) Euros, dollars exchanged Stingers, exhausts, AMG, not restyled Now Moscow will take away, Moscow will take away A bunch of blunts — that's hip-hop Now Moscow will take away, yeah, I know Flips, engines, and hip-hop (M) My sneakers hang on wires by the laces Residential areas where there's no tobacco Residential areas, 102 and A.C.A.B Nine-story buildings, beer, movies, and "hello" Cheap gestures and mouths Residential areas where there's no tobacco Residential areas, Tupac on vinyl Adventure is nothing, here the joint smolders No time for you, don't stop (Don't stop) My white Forces, red eyes (U-u) What I breathe is unsafe info (Dudes aren't criminals, I) Dudes aren't criminals, I'm just getting started (U) 21, 20-20 — successfully (Br-r-a) University, classes, I stained my jacket My voice on the radio in someone else's car Radars don't see my law (A) People don't even know what I'm about Cute girls, two grams, underworld (A-a) I'm one on one, just right for right Moscow's "Salam" went to Selmazh Tom Ford watches, checkers, Fast and Furious Parking at the three, trunk and dungeon Wassup, man (Wassup), one verse with a double Wassup, man Tupac for live Brooklyn (Br-r) Yeah, man Tupac for live Brooklyn (Ya-ya-ya) Hallucinations, drunk and passed out I'm a rapper, don't talk to my mom (U) Euros, dollars exchanged Stingers, exhausts, AMG, not restyled Now Moscow will take away, Moscow will take away A bunch of blunts — that's hip-hop (M)
