Текст песни SPLASH OUT 5 - Russ Millions

Cruda, muad

My man, looks like he ain't got a tenner (woo)
Told me that I fucked her better (woo)
We do homework, then apply that pressure (woo)
Spin, spin, like David Guetta

Hot gyal, hot like Jamaican weather
Ah mi dat, fill up the mash with pepper
My new gyal, got all my old tings jealous
Spin, spin, like David Guetta

I need that deagle-eagle, dessert (woo)
Send man hell, cah they can't go Heaven
The cops and opps, tryna block man's blessings
The kids on bail, but it's up like seven
I don't take L's, I'm learnin' lessons, fuck, fill up the ride with weapons
Eedyat, in due time, will- (pow), in-in-in due time will get us (shatta)

Deserve a trophy, lots of girls been chopped (mhm)
She can't get fucked, cah she chats too much (no way)
Cave hotel, that's the rampin' shot (uh-huh)
Gunman, made her panties drop (woo)
It was dread what we done to l- ki-ki-, and, got boxed (woo)
M splash mek dem run in shops (M splash mek dem run in-)

They-they-they know that Russian don't play
I'm gettin' payed, I'm havin' my way (that's right)
Chocolate boy, the girls wanna taste, X-rated, buss my nut in her face
Carti's, AP's, look at the face, this Patek cost like 100K (bah)
I payed 40 for my day date, and I spent 300K on my chain (bah, bah, bah, bah)

Man pull up in Ranges, Mercs or Bimmers, I like auto shotguns and spinners
Beenie man, in my zim zimma, chosen one, born as a winner
Irrelevant, they need medicine (mhm), too delicate, my tings separate (mhm)
In-in my element, gyal tek elephant, bedroom specialist (aha, mhm)

Yo, tunnel vision, you know Russ, with the Russ I'm different
Had your gyal, in mad positions, once I hit that, once I'm missin'
Everythin' fuck, when gunman reach (bow), ayy
Don't you know, skengs get beat (shatta)
Gunman alone, mek gyal get weak, feet, street (bullet, bullet)

I got money on my head, go get your bread back (no way)
Got a Range and an ex, with a big back (uh-huh)
If Corn gets flung, then the killys did that (pow), everythin' get fuck, when Corn dispatch (pow)
Russ can't take no bad up (no), I'm a bad boy, but your girlfriend's badder (uh-huh)
I fuck nuff gyal, got gyal like Shabba, she knows my songs, I've been makin' bangers

Step outside with 100 killys, yeah, you know I got my shooters with me (they are)
She fell in love with the UK guys, skinned a few times, but the bitch mine (no way)
Unruly, but might get slimed, woogie man's gyal, mash up her life
High, fly as a kite, freaky, gyal get work in the night (sh-shatta)