This is a song about "Russian mafia"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Playing russian roulette with ya life,

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope