Intro

Beat drops, heavy 808s and crisp snare

Yeah, Saitbaba streets, listen up.

Aydar on the run, check the narrative.

Verse 1

Aydar cruising down the village track

Saitbaba dust rolling off his back

Artem Fathutdinov stepped up in the zone

Left him on the ground, gotta hold his own

Riding on the quad, full speed on the trail

Engine screaming loud, never gonna fail

Chorus

Aydar on the quad, Saitbaba domain

Artem took him down, feeling all the pain

Adelya's in the background, big presence known

Riding with Fisma, holding down the throne

Verse 2