[Chorus: Quebonafide & Taco Hemingway]
It's good that you have no money because you would spend everything on clothes
For me, calmly, slowly forward, your hesitations like cryptocurrencies
Do not talk to me, I check my online receipt
Under the mattress I hold Bitcoin
It's good that you have no money because you would spend everything on clothes
For me, calmly, slowly forward, your hesitations like cryptocurrencies
Do not talk to me, I check my online receipt
Under the mattress I hold Bitcoin

[Verse 1: Taco Hemingway]
Money as long as Manute
I put big steps because I do not go short
Each new project makes a fuss
I will give this homeless for bread, I will give it to the vodka
Because I do not judge anyone and I do not like to be judged
The homies from Interia wrote a review before the album was heard to the end
I never do anything for the likes, only for cash, peace and mum
Only I do not want to be at the wall and throw music because I'm doing advertising
She asks me about my atmosphere, I tell her the truth - Gombrowicz and traps
A bit and a bit of football, moreover, peace of mind when I come back home after work
They torment me like heat, they will never return to the trend like a żupan
Fifi goes to the goal on corpses. I want a weekend weekend like Kuchar
Difficult times have come
The bunch of ticks is still drinking blood
I threw them away with distaste, I'm Magda Gessler
They are not even a thing of the past, it is a time to deny