[Verse 1]
2019 WWA, URS representative, me a mix of a chav and a skater
My people also in tracksuits like Skepta
In my city that kills like sepsis
Where boys don't cry like a whiner
We got tats and scars like sunspots
We ain't got the A's there in the grade books
It's a new order, double-up, hands up
We hang out with the girls with the rose hair
Who themselves wanted us to sex chat
We don't die even when we close our eyes irreversibly
We fall on K-Pax, max volume when
I get in the Lex, it's like I'm on the podium
Warsaw like opium, as if the mic was on fire
When the whole scene is a fake tax, watch
Them dancing and wearing scanty tops and their hair bubblegum rose
While Sun rises in Warsaw
For her boiling body I'd give the devil seven souls
Mascara, smeared under her eyes when she dances with us in the morning
Like she popped MDMA, afterwards singing Nie-Da-Na-Da
And eagerly splitting on two

[Chorus] x2
Hair are Bubblegum, she unfastens the belt as I press the gas pedal
Time disappears, we love being pressed in the seats by bass
In the night our eyes just like cats, bodies also more touch-sensitive

[Verse 2]
She whispers to my ear, that I should beware the turns
While we're driving ahead without a destination
Leaving behind everything we don't want to remember
We layover for a while at ShelI
Above us the skies colored rose like magenta
It sparks, and an abyss in her eyes
Temperature like in Peru, skin like velvet, we bounce off the afterparty
She tells him on the celly
That she's busy tonight as she orders the Aperol
We don't want to peek on the watches and calendar like those photocopied
It's not a life on zero, it's more like in a movie, like life of gangsters
Before our life passes I walk on the rope
Images in my head like Michelangelo and my image like Venom
And there she dances and wears scanty tops and her hair bubblegum rose
While Sun rises in Warsaw
For her boiling body I'd give the devil seven souls
Mascara, smeared under her eyes when she dances with us in the morning
Like she popped MDMA, then she drink the life to the bottom
And eagerly splitting on two

[Chorus] x2
Hair are Bubblegum, she unfastens the belt as I press the gas pedal
Time disappears, we're fond of being pressed in the seats by bass
In the night our eyes just like cats, bodies also more touch-sensitive

[Outro]
New order, double-up, hands up
Skies rose like magenta, bubblegum rose
Double-up, double-up, hands up
Rose like magenta, bubblegum rose
New order, double-up, hands up
Get in the Lex, bubblegum rose
Hang out with the girls with the rose hair
Bubblegum rose
New order, new order, hands up
Skies rose like magenta, bubblegum rose
New order, new order, double-up, hands up
Rose like magenta, bubblegum rose
Get in the Lex, bubblegum rose
Hang out with the girls with the rose hair
Bubblegum rose