East Europe

Out in Russia roaming Moscow

All these drugs from 2 years ago I’m still coming down

Everytime I call my plug she just gives me a frown

Everytime I try to be better I just look like a clown

Everytime I smoke I drift off all of a sudden your memories are what I found

I’m poppin on pills from a different continent

Off of the molly I just get to confident

Yeah I’m a lonely boy just look at the evidence

So broken in the mind I promise there’s a reason

I’m prescribed all this medicine

I see the grim reaper in the corner of my eye yeah he just checking in

Out in Moscow masked up me and my gang lookin like isis

Fuck with us it’ll be a crisis you’ll be able to see us coming we in the all white Chrysler

Out in Moscow I step out in designer

Yeah some Gucci on the feet Vetements on the jacket

Pop out in St. Petersburg and I just did a bump

You repeat everything like a parrot you a bum

Out in Russia roaming Moscow

All these drugs from 2 years ago I’m still coming down

Everytime I call my plug she just gives me a frown

Everytime I try to be better I just look like a clown

Everytime I smoke I drift off all of a sudden your memories are what I found

(Я потерян во всех смыслах этого слова)