London Yellow, Beetlejukes - Russha lyrics
[London Yellow, Beetlejukes - Russha lyrics]
I am in Russia, and I am depressed
Me and Beetle eat buckwheat 'cause
It is the best
You sayin' shit that I don't understand
We in St petersburg, I'm from the West
Oops, meant to say I'm from the East
I smear a big pile of poop in my hands
I am poor, do my poor nigga dance
I'm a fake skater, I'm wearing fake Vans
I'ma eat her shit, fuck eating her ass
Занюхнул ее бля шоколадный глаз
Занюхнул ее бля шоколадный глаз
Yeah, that right there
(there) , that was my mans
They thought I was slow when I went to Japan
(Where?)
Switch up the flow and I deletе the Gram
Cum on a grammy, don't know who I am
جينك خينا جينك (Arabic niggas) in Pakistan
Puked on her coochiе 'cause it taste like ham
(Ew)
Ham, as in ветчинка (O oh)
Fiji, вечеринка (Brrr)
Отсосу за 15 bucks (yeah)
Если пахнешь спреем ахе запиваю водкой пиво
Ведь я Russian с нами сила
Beetle beetle, ruskie suka
London Yellow, желтый негр
Logic is biracial so I am bifaggot
Pathologic tissue on your ass, I'm a maggot
Glaciers, it's cold outside
Russia's northwest, Saint P suicide your car
I'm off uh crack, you niggas off a Xan
I'm off that black tar heroin
I am unemployed, let's make some plans
(Yes I am)
I cannot fight so I beat up lil boys
Mom used to beat me 'cause I'm makin' noise
Dad used to beat me 'cause he was annoyed
You try to fight me, I give you a kiss
(Oh boy)
This is a love song, not a diss (Oh boy)
Dis right here give you a cyst
Terminal 7 cancer on your tit's
What's your star sign?
Libra? That's cancerous (Shut the fuck up)
That level of brain damage type of
Shit give a nigga a hemorrhage
If you listen to this you
Got red in your toilet
You're sick, fucked in the head
You friggin' listen to this and you're are
So you're nasty for your
Listenin' to this song
I'm gonna tell your dad and
Your aunt and your mom
Turn off this freakin' track
I'm literally snitchin' on you
I know you're not old enough to hear
Bad words on a rap song
You're gonna get beat and grounded
I'm gonna tell all your guardians
You're gonna be lookin' stupid
You're gonna get bullied
And don't give a heck, man
Everybody thinks you're edgy
I'm a future frickin' poop man
Yeah, you nigga try to test me
Turn off the fuckin' track, please
(Turn it off now) 'Cause at this point I'm
Just sayin' dumb shit
(I'm just sayin' dumb shit)
I don't give a fuck though, I'ma keep goin'
Gonna keep goin' and then I'm still flowin'
(I'm still flowin')
Why the fuck is he not rapping about rap?
(I'm meta)
This is so meta, this is so stupid
I'm gonna fucking kill myself right now
I'm gonna shoot off my penis and cut it up
I'm gonna cook it inside of a pan
Me and Beetle eat buckwheat 'cause
It is the best
You sayin' shit that I don't understand
We in St petersburg, I'm from the West
Oops, meant to say I'm from the East
I smear a big pile of poop in my hands
I am poor, do my poor nigga dance
I'm a fake skater, I'm wearing fake Vans
I'ma eat her shit, fuck eating her ass
Занюхнул ее бля шоколадный глаз
Занюхнул ее бля шоколадный глаз
Yeah, that right there
(there) , that was my mans
They thought I was slow when I went to Japan
(Where?)
Switch up the flow and I deletе the Gram
Cum on a grammy, don't know who I am
جينك خينا جينك (Arabic niggas) in Pakistan
Puked on her coochiе 'cause it taste like ham
(Ew)
Ham, as in ветчинка (O oh)
Fiji, вечеринка (Brrr)
Отсосу за 15 bucks (yeah)
Если пахнешь спреем ахе запиваю водкой пиво
Ведь я Russian с нами сила
Beetle beetle, ruskie suka
London Yellow, желтый негр
Logic is biracial so I am bifaggot
Pathologic tissue on your ass, I'm a maggot
Glaciers, it's cold outside
Russia's northwest, Saint P suicide your car
I'm off uh crack, you niggas off a Xan
I'm off that black tar heroin
I am unemployed, let's make some plans
(Yes I am)
I cannot fight so I beat up lil boys
Mom used to beat me 'cause I'm makin' noise
Dad used to beat me 'cause he was annoyed
You try to fight me, I give you a kiss
(Oh boy)
This is a love song, not a diss (Oh boy)
Dis right here give you a cyst
Terminal 7 cancer on your tit's
What's your star sign?
Libra? That's cancerous (Shut the fuck up)
That level of brain damage type of
Shit give a nigga a hemorrhage
If you listen to this you
Got red in your toilet
You're sick, fucked in the head
You friggin' listen to this and you're are
So you're nasty for your
Listenin' to this song
I'm gonna tell your dad and
Your aunt and your mom
Turn off this freakin' track
I'm literally snitchin' on you
I know you're not old enough to hear
Bad words on a rap song
You're gonna get beat and grounded
I'm gonna tell all your guardians
You're gonna be lookin' stupid
You're gonna get bullied
And don't give a heck, man
Everybody thinks you're edgy
I'm a future frickin' poop man
Yeah, you nigga try to test me
Turn off the fuckin' track, please
(Turn it off now) 'Cause at this point I'm
Just sayin' dumb shit
(I'm just sayin' dumb shit)
I don't give a fuck though, I'ma keep goin'
Gonna keep goin' and then I'm still flowin'
(I'm still flowin')
Why the fuck is he not rapping about rap?
(I'm meta)
This is so meta, this is so stupid
I'm gonna fucking kill myself right now
I'm gonna shoot off my penis and cut it up
I'm gonna cook it inside of a pan