Hey once again its me

A cranky russian white boy back from the 90's

Love the violence, smacking a hoe and call her a bitch

Im all that, can’t be changed. Call it white trash shit

Chicks be like "omg your so 1999"

Well I stopped giving a fuck since junior high

All my cloths that I buy from the second hand store

Wearing dirty socks. Golden chains but I sleep on the floor

This is what I wanted to be

Fool full of shit inside

That always want to refill

(unreal)

Ski mask on my face like my skin

Look where you at motherfucker

Put your hands up and scream

Boom boom

We’re a fucking war machine

Bitch we ride on rage not on motherfucking gasoline

Stay out of my way fool I don’t give a shit

You gonna talk like that bitch

Your head gonna catch a brick

Ain’t no way around that

The dirt inside you find it

You always trynna hide it

It’s heavy ain’t that beach

We never turn poor, we always were

We seize the day like its our last one

You can be sure

4 homies, the dogs from the pound that never got cozy

Mostly always on the road never lonely

Top speed

Moving towards the goal

With my whole click

Bullshit

You be talking shit

But we don’t care

Fool on freaks this is what we Chose to become bitch

If you see us around watch out better call the police

All the ladies in the crowd

Bounce motherfucker bounce

All the dogs from the pound

Bounce motherfucker bounce

Are you ready for this now

Than get loud motherfuckers

And bounce bounce