Kiedy Wpada

English translation

I like to fuck myself up and not come back for a third day.

I'm sitting on a tank in a hotel with bars hanging on the window.

Even when I'm lying around the corner, I'm always curious about tomorrow because I don't get any hay. Spend your body here like a whore.

I was pouring the bullshit from my life onto paper. I was an ass who didn't rap, and you guys are hardcore.

Guys, after long contacts, dead paws are necks.

There's constant flooding in this city, I keep these cards in my garage. At night I'll ask if you're driving and if you have time for me.

I want to catch myself for five minutes, but put Samara in one. Turbulence. Welcome to

Warsaw. This city will welcome you. A hard landing awaits.

I'm putting aside profit all the time and I don't want to have the whole fibiz. You look sad as if you spent the whole summer with DJ.

You post far-fetched texts like you fucked up face sitting.

There's graffiti on the walls, and whores don't give a damn.

-What can your Barbie fans do to us secretly? Only you can tell your fairy tales. It's about cashing in on the first bubble.

Then it's all downhill from there to holidays and vacations. Hey, I fucking like it when he comes over. I like.

What not enough. Give me more. Come on. I fucking like it when he drops in.

Nike gloves no matter what - my hands.

-Okay, I'm going because today I have four wheels again. I'm still a teenager, and I'm still old school.

I call ten K for a pebble. I leave two graphs with the PESEL number. I'm hitting the road and taking a new Mercedes.

Two dozen options to clear your bags.

I'm fucking again, I'm fucking, I can't finish my mother's blowjob. Good news for trappies. You from the Netherlands to Poland, Poland.

I try to put as much emotion into it as possible. I smoke stuff, sucks fic, profit, profit, boutique.

Drink water like Slimp pit. My phone is ringing. This is not a clone of foil.

You're going out better than they are. Guys like Sonic drive around the city today.

Hello, I write while painting banksia, you son of a bitch. I'm not like those guys on TV screens and I don't want to touch the doorknob.

That's not my style. I jump over logs because I don't look back.

What can your Barbie fans secretly do to us?

Only you can tell your fairy tales. It's about cashing in on the first bubble.

Then it's all downhill from there to holidays and vacations. Hey, I fucking like it when he comes over. I like. What not enough. Give me more. Come on.

I fucking like it when he drops in. Nike gloves don't seem to fit my hands.

Making money, calls from left to right. The goods crossed the border.

Something beautiful has arrived. There's no time for nonsense. I'm chilling on the gangplank.

As usual, I'm a sharp seal, I'm just taking over faster gears. Everyone takes risks when hungry.

I also dream of new Nikes. I also had such phases. Now I invest in plots.

Good stuff, surprises. I'm hitting a lot with classy herb. The urban jungle captivates you.

Kofi will kill the hell out of you. There's never a dull moment here. Spins and combinations.

Let everyone experience the feeling and go on holiday. Risk at the back of the defense. Let even dead bodies fly.

Rules come first and whores don't give a damn.

Fuck.