5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 All that was before, bro, I don't care, bro I want to go to the movies, but there is also popcorn to grind Two bitches under the wine, the club is going crazy They are going home with me, how lucky But I don't love them, I take care of myself in the morning And tomorrow it will be the same, I hold on to every day I miss the gas roller, but I don't want Moscow I want to breastfeed with you on the 5th avenue I want to go to Penza, forget about work I want to become small again to be carefree I want at least a day, not to count banknotes I want to stick to the control, at least in the ass Yesterday I walked around Moscow, today I'm driving a car It's all about work, it's all about bad luck Your bitch is on the case, I'm throwing packs Look how his provincial march is My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 My number is 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8, 5, 8 Thank you for watching!
