GLVDRL

GLVDRL

[INTRO: MOSKOVACI]

Sa vezi ce ma pis pe piesa asta

[VERSE 1: MOSKOVACI]

Drive my Bentley
Drink some Heney
While Poppin' a Xanny
I don't wear a Balaclava
Don't want it, don't start no drama
Uh
I have a glocka
Good to spin your blocka
Besides my big ass cocka
Flip that work, no handouts
M-way trips, no maps out
Mask on face, no snaps out
Hop‑in in black, ride clean, no ceiling
Ops talk loud, I let arms do the healing
Money flip , pockets peeling
No face, no case—no feelings
(Slowthai daca nu era mid)
Ops on bikes? I’m scared, oh boy
Man said "smoke" so I vaped instead
Pulled up quick, then I ran in bed

[VERSE 2: Big Andrei]

Man’s too wide, can't jump no fence
Still got beef — in a wrap, no tense
Shawarma thick, that sauce immense
Ate my opp’s lunch, now I’m feelin’ dense
I don’t slide, I roll to the set
Tracksuit tight, still breakin’ a sweat
Tried to do laps but I needed a rest
Heart said drill, but belly said "yes"
Catch me at Morley’s, chips in bulk
Spillin’ my Sprite when I try to bulk
Talkin’ ‘bout racks? I thought it’s buns
Barbecue wings, I’m countin’ tons
Five-a-side? Nah, five kebabs
Still got sauce drippin’ down my flabs
Bro got the mash, I got the mash
And peas and pie — that’s a proper bash
Chasin’ a gyal? I chase dessert
Tried to flirt, but I burped, she hurt
Said I’m cold — yeah, cold like slush
Doughnut man, with a drill-type hush
Bally on face ‘cause I ate too much
Tried to move mad, but my knees went crunch
You got a stick? I got a stick
It’s dipped in cheese — man that’s my trick