Slava, and glory has overcome you
Slava, beats will not replace words
Slava, and «Cadillac» is being played somewhere
Slava, what have you done, what have I done?
They all say that I'm nothing without you
That's that, they've got cancer — damn, my condolences
I missed the trap house and those times
When suddenly, in an instant moment, the country sucked on it
And now everyone is singing your songs
Once again I take a shot on «Once again I take a shot»
I sleep with—, fuck
I sleep with your pillow, I hug it
But it will never compose me beats
Slava, and glory has overcome you
Slava, beats will not replace words
Slava, and «Cadillac» is being played somewhere
Slava, what have you done, what have I done?