This is a song about "Russian mobsters"

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

But to rush the stage. ya messing with a bunch of mobsters,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Playing russian roulette with ya life,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian