madk1d, greyrock, tewiq - Martine Rose
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- Дата релиза: 01.10.2025
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This is u2me beats
Very funny, bro. Anonymous bypass, yeah, we workin’ Wallapop, Vinted, all that shit
I am alive
Put my cig out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Мартин Роуз boots
You’re searchin’ for some meaning in me, I don’t know what you found
You look for me in a 9-to-5, like you grindin’ silk around
You pick me up where the whole block is trashed and foul
You ruin me лайк a lyric you tried to sing out loud
I don’t wear no watch, I got time to talk my shit
Tats on mе, not gum, you know the kids are into it
Been online too long, seen a bunch of clowns for rеal
I’ll throw a couple sticks, but won’t say “Fetch” to that bitch
She keep scrollin’ on my name nonstop, I set it hot
Everyone scratched up like BLD Kraken
I don’t give a fuck for designers, I’m in WB fashion
I could dip out on you easy, just tear the net connection
Heels were flashin’ when I saw those combat boots
I got a big-ass garden, peppers sittin’ in my suit
I was feedin’ hoes my **** while you flew off like loose doors
Cocky motherfucker with no scar upon the core
But I caught the vibe, now I keep Polo down by the floor
I was gassin’ up from God, like Oleg from Interpol
Resurrect me from the dead, you can’t play my body’s note
Cocky motherfucker, put my cig out — no photo, no photo
Put my cig out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Мартин Роуз boots
Very funny, bro. Anonymous bypass, yeah, we workin’ Wallapop, Vinted, all that shit
I am alive
Put my cig out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Мартин Роуз boots
You’re searchin’ for some meaning in me, I don’t know what you found
You look for me in a 9-to-5, like you grindin’ silk around
You pick me up where the whole block is trashed and foul
You ruin me лайк a lyric you tried to sing out loud
I don’t wear no watch, I got time to talk my shit
Tats on mе, not gum, you know the kids are into it
Been online too long, seen a bunch of clowns for rеal
I’ll throw a couple sticks, but won’t say “Fetch” to that bitch
She keep scrollin’ on my name nonstop, I set it hot
Everyone scratched up like BLD Kraken
I don’t give a fuck for designers, I’m in WB fashion
I could dip out on you easy, just tear the net connection
Heels were flashin’ when I saw those combat boots
I got a big-ass garden, peppers sittin’ in my suit
I was feedin’ hoes my **** while you flew off like loose doors
Cocky motherfucker with no scar upon the core
But I caught the vibe, now I keep Polo down by the floor
I was gassin’ up from God, like Oleg from Interpol
Resurrect me from the dead, you can’t play my body’s note
Cocky motherfucker, put my cig out — no photo, no photo
Put my cig out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Martine Rose boots
Like Alla Pugacheva, millions of scarlet roses
You see the pus in me, it just grew inside my roots
You’ll fall for a bastard, so just leave a hickey on me too
You’re puttin’ out, puttin’ out in Мартин Роуз boots