Силиконовый Гном (INSTASAMKA NOT LIKE US)

Psst, I see gnomes

I don't swear, but Dasha, you're a stupid cunt
You roused a monster just like your boyfriend in the mourning
You're no rich witch, yet you're stuck as Baba Yaga
What kind of witch are you if you don't even mind your broom?
Where are the proof­s? You spit your lines on the fly
You trade in rumors just to keep yourself in sight
Cash‑prize contests again, and, as usual, lame excuses
What giveaway? You're running wild with fantasies
Implants too heavy, your posture can't support 'em
Forget Maha, because the stinkiest bitch is Samka (so what?)
Yeropkina, your boyfriend's planning a secret sex‑swap
He's more of a chick than you, let him become Zoteyev
You're the Addams Family, freaks forevermore
But I write as if I'd grown an extra hand
Diss tracks in '25 are cringe, weren't those your words?
You should clarify that cringe is disses from you
I'm not talking plastic surgery, I'm talking double faces
Your follower‑count's been artificially boosted
And your roof caught fire, too bad you missed the blaze
Dared to beef with me, and now you got a screw loose

You're a silicone gnome (silicone gnome)
You're a silicone gnome (silicone gnome)
Yeah, you're chasing that throne, career all on the line
But you keep forgetting you're a silicone gnome

I'll tear the Juicy Couture logo right off your ass
This bitch wants a gangbang, she bought the football team
Leningrad took you in, but Petersburg won't love you
You're a worn‑out mic, just an old cable fits you
A gnome with a centaur's ass? That ain't fantasy
You're a mannequin bitch, entirely made of plastic
Go work at a bank, there's the perfect vacancy
'Cause you know all about unsuccessful transactions
Someone's come back to rap, your streams went red
Me and Dora, organized crime, we snatched the family biz
Three years writing diss tracks, I let the thief have a lead
I'll fuck you again, it'll be porn for promo
Let's go, MONEYKEN said: Ksyusha Hoffman's is such a stinky
Hope you spat a diss also at him
You're make a blunder, but not Maha, 'cause you're keeped silent
No matter what she's smelt like, 'cause there is no hype
You ragged on Kukoyaka, he was your villain
But he's not shooting porn and leaking it to kids
Your fans are eight years old–drop a new sound on TikTok
Paying for videos, child labor at its finest
A shitty one‑point‑five, I'll settle scores for Dan
Neither in life nor in the shop can you reach Khleb
You're a silicone gnome, your chart run's expired
Go back to finishing off that Dubai chocolate

You're a silicone gnome (silicone gnome)
You're a silicone gnome (silicone gnome)
Yeah, you're chasing that throne, career all on the line
But you keep forgetting you're a silicone gnome

What's your beef with Belarus?
I'm not digging potatoes, I'm stacking cabbage
Village boys wanna meet you, don't be scared
They're just stunned at how much you're a country bumpkin
By the way, Dasha won't get this next line
What's Belarus? I only know Belorussia
You'll learn my country's real name for sure
As soon as you jet back to the Arabian Emirates
You, in tears, smeared my Motherland, that's low
I'll boil potatoes and shove 'em down your throat
I'll crush you for stereotypes, snap you to bits
By Monday, Lukashenko will hear about this
This chick's promo for betting flew in a Telegram channel
But now I'm promoting you, I'm ad'ing a scam
She's sad in Russia, your price or prime has ended
A boy wants Tambov, but the bitch wants Dubai
Your club plays worse than you rap on this track
No wonder Chertanovo's owners are devils
She saw a ball roll by on the field and asked
Hey Oleg, could you stitch it into my ass?
Your diss is a straight‑lifted beat, zero originality
Plus your top trait, ratting people out
You can't win without cheating, fair's out of your reach
It's easier to lick your own nose
Album of the year, MAYDAY, Hobbit, an offended fake
Go party with Frodo in The Lord of the Rings
Dubai escort hiding behind tinted glass
She picks up clients even in parking lots
They'll put you in robes, you clearly belong in a ward
INSTA, even your nickname breaks the law
They caught you lying, no reason to trust a word
Remember: Gnomes will do anything for gold