Chris King - WHY LIE? / HiGH TiMES [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Aye, got this ca - cash on me
Got this pistol fall hootie
Who’s your noy boysie
She ain’t talking the megas major I promise juke move still foreign

[Hook]
Hold up
I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby
Cause I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby, baby hold up

[Verse 1]
Oh la la dope smoking an L with it
Got a whole lot a gold grams on me
It’s a whole lot a kills hell yeah nigga
Double beach hail gang member
Niggas pooping they all gang hitta
Probly drop hell gang did it
What do people say bae free the game
My shooter called he need a chainer bitch
All the while spin 48
Hack and roll when he hold the K
I bought them all and I load the K
How you acting ready though you ain’t
Fake kicking when I’m on this pain
It’s sticky with the shoulder blade
Four ways niggas know the game
Run up top we don’t play them games
Snitch lips won’t say our names
Shit clapping like an 808
Shit clapping like an 808
Niggas mad, fuck em they gon hate
I now put this thing away
Bitches mad fuck em they gon hate
Down lead the street [?]

[Hook]
I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby
Cause I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby, baby hold up

[Verse 2]
I swear you niggas too plain
Heavy threat come up terrorist
I swear I’m up prices oh low
Tell my blood that it ain’t fetta fet
I can smell your weed and I smell a dollar
Chopper looking so good it’s bout to photograph it
Pop umbrellas out the van and blows
Just in case we make the money showers way oh way
These are Supreme on my dish rags
Shawty left him with a shit big
Whatever I stand I’m a get back
I might water it till my wrist snap
Fuck Nicki boss get your bricks stacked
Those subliminals are slip jacks
Get your neck broke and your wrists ribs smashed
Leaving comma five then gift wrap
Hollow plate get you motherfucker
Chopper toppers on my side narc circle
I won’t sell a nigga nothing
And if he got the vibe motherfucking undercover
Fuck a nigga up and snatch his soul
Got his body put where nobody knows
Show me all a that new money
I’m a wipe it all with my snotty nose
I fuck up the kitchen a pot on stove
And i can smell when the garage is closed
Hop up in your hood and don’t hop a roll
The streets fucking with me you gotta know
I’m tapping in with the OG’s
Chest cave in on the OG
This shit is like walking poetry
That bitch here is all that noticed me

[Hook]
I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby
Cause I’m screaming out why lie
She wanna roll with a nigga because I’m fly
I’m money hungry you can see it in my eyes
We rolling dope and smoking weed like this is high times
Tell her hold up baby, baby hold up