Courchevel

[verse]
Snow diamonds shining on the track, 
Black card swipe, I ain't lookin' back. 
Bad lil’ demon in a Moncler coat, 
Sippin’ on gold, got the ski slope froze. 

[Pre-Chorus]
"Kurva, Kurva!" – she scream my name, 
Helicopter views, yeah, we playin’ games. 
Lost a million, but it’s all the same, 
Courchevel nights, we don’t feel no pain! 

[Chorus]
Courchevel, heavy luxe!
White snow, red cups!
If you ain’t ballin’, get the fuck up out!
We don’t sleep, we just turn up!

[Verse 2]
Lamborghini stuck in the snow, 
But the bad bitch still wanna go. 
Blackjack tables, we cheat the luck, 
Russian mafia, we own the club. 

[Bridge – Russian Flow]
Эй, Куршевель – наш капкан,
Деньги горят, но нам всё равно.
Снова вниз, снова вверх,
Если не с нами – то ты не в теме!

[Outro – Ad-Libs & Echoes]
Heavy luxe! Heavy luxe!
Courchevel, baby, we don’t trust!
Blow it up! Blow it up!