Song meaning of Городские девочки (City Girls) by 163ONMYNECK

Alright, let's dive into the wild world of "Городские девочки" by 163ONMYNECK. First off, we have to appreciate the epic intro that Dreamy made a fuckin' flame. The lyrics take us on a rollercoaster ride of love, success, and some seriously savage burns. Apparently, the rapper here is a self-proclaimed bro who's constantly on the phone with his buddies asking for some goods. But hey, success and heartbreak just saunter into his life without even knocking. He's been sweating it out at seven shows, rocking seven different outfits (that's commitment, people). And let's not forget, his ride ain't the typical drop-top, it's a damn cabriolet with no sunroof. Talk about a quirky choice. Oh, and he just wants to mention that he's rapping his heart out while sipping on some Coca-Cola. Because nothing gets those creative juices flowing like a good ol' fizzy drink, am I right? While his album is apparently milk, his rivals are offering cottage cheese. Ouch, that's gotta hurt. He's smashing the noses of all the losers out there while he, a true connoisseur, has genuinely felt up forty models (touchy-feely much?). And hey, rumors have it that he's been whining about his deep emotional wounds. But guess what? The girl was busy, he called her up, and now his plans are canceled. Boom! Talk about playing hard to get (or playing games, really). But hey, our rapper ain't got time for haters because he's got five "LIL KRYSTALLL" and snorted five "Ulanovs." Yeah, you guessed it, that's his idea of a good time. But wait, there's more. He's got this Magnum Opus shit going on – three hooks, two kitchens, and five halls, because why settle for less? Plus, he just chugged some adrenaline chromies, so he's feeling super young and fresh. Ah, the benefits of questionable substances, am I right? Now, he's not afraid to sassily point out that you, yes you, have been doing the same cheap tricks over and over again, but with a higher price tag. Burn, baby, burn! No need for tissues, though, because he's got enough tears flowing, like the Titanic movie on repeat. And just in case you were wondering, he's got a PM (gun) on his waist, so you better not soil your undies. Because who wants stains, am I right? But let's cut to the chase – he doesn't give a flying fudge. When he's got a studio, he generously invites you to come and breathe the air that reeks of his genius. Because that's what good friends are for, right? Now, let's talk about the crazy state of the world. Apparently, it's a mess, but not too bad, according to our rapper. He's got a weird taste because he adds sugar to his plov (Central Asian rice dish), making the rest of us question his culinary choices. And hold on to your waffles, because he's the ambassador of shit-talking, while you, my dear, were crowned "Mr. Loser." Ouch, double ouch! And just to settle the score, he asks if any of you city girls have ever cleaned snow during winter. Because let's be real, that's the ultimate test of street credibility. So, city girls, stop chasing those futile jobs and start peeling sunflower seeds for him. Because that's what true businesspeople do, apparently. And just in case you were wondering how broke everyone is, he'd describe your financial situation as "broke as a joke." But hey, let's shift gears for a moment, because he reveals his deepest desire – to understand his dog's language (talk about ambitions). Ah, those teenage years where posters on the bedroom wall hold deep sentimental value. But hey, his girl's got ugly calluses, while his shine bright like diamonds. And to wrap it all up, he throws in some classic Russian references – the Red Square, Moscow, and the boisterous Cossacks. Because why not? So, as you stroll down the street and realize that everything has changed, just know that "Городские девочки" is here to provide you with a theatrical, kick-ass soundtrack to your confused city adventures. You're welcome, мальчик!