Billionaire Black - Clout God 3 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

Keep them fuck niggas away from me, bro
I don't really fuck with fuck niggas
No new niggas, none of that shit, you feel me?
Think I'm allergic to their fugazi ass

[Verse]

Yes, I'm allergic to fuck niggas
Hell nah, I won't fuck with ya'
No, you can not hit my cup nigga
I'm in love with them bucks, nigga
Riding around with glizzy's tucked nigga
We don't trust niggas
We'll bust, nigga
Like blitz, we'll rush nigga
Let it bust nigga
Hit him up nigga
Catch me in traffic with 3 automatics
Riding with that nina I feel like I'm Pappy
Hit his ass up, disappear like its magic
Shot in your face man, that shit was so tragic
Niggas got hit man, that nigga was lacking
Shooters start shooting just like he John Paxson
Bomb his whole hood, Osama Bin Laden
Bitch, you know I'm good, getting them Jacksons
I'm in love with cash, bitch I'm getting guapo
Chilling with the plug, call him El Chapo
Niggas want beef, put shells in his taco
Always in the hood like I do auto
Bent like the bent like I just hit the lotto
Get money, fuck bitches man, that's my new motto
Sipping mud in trouble, don't pop no bottle
Balmain jeans, I don't rock no crocko
Jugging on a roll, getting it and getting it
Fucking different hoes, swimming in women
Niggas mad cause we winnin' and winnin'
Lord please clear my soul, I'm sinnin' and sinnin'
My bitch at the stove, told my bitch "Do the dishes"
Bro out the back door, yeah we serve out the kitchen
Whipping and whipping that pie, that's my vision
Baking soda, yeah we serving them chicken
Concrete flow, Billy go hard
They [?] let me and I'm a [?]
They say he a killer but don't got no heart
Say he a trapper but ain't moving hard
Make it very scary, pull up and spark
.45 bull dog, let it bark
Shoot his ass down, pull off and park
Me and two nina's just had him a [?]

[Outro]

[?]
Niggas better clout the fuck up
Big clout God, y'all already know that though
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Let's get it