Bumble Beezy - Expo - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

[Intro]

*Preevo Beats*

Fuck sleep!

[Verse 1: ROUX]

I made plans for the year and implemented them faster than I thought

The whole city was ten steps behind, I gave in the heat, as if I had walked straight into a beehive

Everything flies from your head into your notebook, everything that flew there killed you in drool.

Beezy was and is a sidekick and partner

Many years ago, when we were small, we no longer did bullshit

Royal flow! Tons of material, everything, as intended, never got to you

Royal flow! I have midichlorians like Yoda, cutting through myriad systems

Your show-off is a complex, I spread your bitch’s legs and pull on my Contex

You ma heart, you ma soul, her mouth is busy, I call it my dick talking

Your ass looks like I was twenty-one

I'm twenty-one, but I'm sure I haven't seen a hundred machines like this for a long time

I'm like a fan, I put you on repeat, smoke break, and repeat again

I don't need a reboot anymore

Why, before me there were all types - old people?

Sorry, this is maximalism, slam dunk, I'm a basketball player

I walk through crowds of people, faces and ideas, all invisible, like a fox

My reputation is my face, they pour me a glass and shout “Don’t sleep”

Without thinking, I drink it in one gulp, this is my first time here, but I’m not the first to drink it

All

[Chorus: Bumble Beezy]

I change the spot, there are so many places in MSC, I

Threw off stuck - find me quest, I

I see it in your eyes, it's a sign, let me guess, yuh

Do you all need a vibe? well, good luck, you have me

I’ll take it if it’s cash, but I won’t take it if it’s ex hoe

Look at the table - there is a cooler set than at Expo

I’ll take it if it’s cash, but I won’t take it if it’s ex hoe

Look at the table - there is a cooler set than at Expo

[Verse 2: Bumble Beezy]

My bag is Sanya McQueen or MCM, the latest backpacker

My paper is A3, I got MC hammer cash, but where is their paper?

There is only dust in their pockets, because there is still wind in their heads.

Flow sounds like Benjamin F

Their flow sounds like a polite fagot

Doju hate like Black Panther bullets, like Black Panther bullets

A truck of respect from old school, new school actually has a mentor

I fly to Moscow in the morning, I wake up at night from an SMS “Who are you with?”

You want to take us to a hood party, but here they know about all these schemes

I have Sashmir syndrome - ten people in the house hang out at my expense

Your gang is a sticky gang, I don’t even blow, but the guys are hinting that I should take more

Your bitch is still trying to burn Sberbank SMS on my display

Fuck that amount! Where's my new cup, bitch? There's a Hennessy truck in us, God knows where we are, but I don't even have any bitches with me

Thank heavens, thank heavens, reppin' for that life of a hoodrich

I'm not saying if you're goofy, because all you talk about is bullshit, yes

I'm already flying out, Uber is below, I change geolocation in minutes

No matter who is talking about it, it’s only me and Sashmir who are stirring things up here, and don’t confuse them

[Chorus: Bumble Beezy]

I change the spot, there are so many places in MSC, I

Threw off stuck - find me quest, I

I see it in your eyes, it's a sign, let me guess, yuh

Do you all need a vibe? well, good luck, you have me

I’ll take it if it’s cash, but I won’t take it if it’s ex hoe

Look at the table - there is a cooler set than at Expo

I’ll take it if it’s cash, but I won’t take it if it’s ex hoe

Look at the table - there is a cooler set than at Expo