Coule.louve - Pistol [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]

Classy, denim brown khakis I am packing
Cigarettes they burn while I'm ashing
Finna be more tactic and less tacky
Less into that trap and more into that jazzy

More into that
Smooth, steady, soul ride
I put my youth up in the Chevy
Let pistols control my own life
My own mind I've seen a dozen lives get cold
Then unfold before my own eyes

Jack in my cup
Like a jack in a box
It will all get better like you practice a lot
But I'm Allen
Less about the talent I brought
Unless we counting, then you balance out my fouls and my blocks
Cough syrup droplets just to get me through the minutes
With mittens in the kitchen just to feed my co-addiction

[Hook]

Let me slip my Vans off
I'll still be about it with my Bans on