Death Kut - Bullets [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Call Sign]
He is the creator and sustainer of all the worlds, whether those worlds are known or unknown to mankind

[Verse 1]
It's about to be a viewer vine, bitch, get the clip/
Throw the whole screenplay away; flip the script/
You can make it rain but I talk and the bitch'll strip/
My ego so big you gone need a fuckin' lift assist/
I rip this shit to bits, I'm a great white/
Cut a motherfucka to the core; steak knife/
This ain't recess mothafucka, I don't play nice/
I'm the grim reaper mothafucka, I take lives/
Bullets bussin', got 'em playin' duck, duck, goose/
You fucked with me, so you done fucked up huge/
Tell them hoes lay it down for the buck cut loose/
I'ma make big money, like 'Yup. Fuck Scrooge.'/
If you really wanna do it you can face the arsenal/
Erase the mistake cause your error wasn't marginal/
You think you the pope, bitch? not even a cardinal/
Time to start acrtin' like a man, bitch; Barbasol//

[Hook] (X2)
Go put the bullets in the gun/
Bitch, we ain't playin' wit you none/
Bet you them bitches gonna run/
So go put the bullets in the gun, put the bullets in the gun//

[Verse 2]
You ain't stoppin' me none, nope, I'm not goin'/
Pull up at the mothafuckin' spot with the Glock showin'/
Put a couple rounds in ya cap; ya mop glowin'/
Knockin' mothafuckas in the gutter; shot bowlin'/
I leave ya top stolen, bitch; hatchback/
It's 'bout to go down, ninja, like the NASDAQ/
I know my fam got my back; Aflac/
Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at/
I keep a fat sack, and a blunt wrap/
Stay on point, sharp; more than a thumbtack/
Where the boys at? where the guns at?/
What you getting into, done that/
I run that; treadmill/
Sarah Lee, I'm 'bout to sign a big bread deal/
Ain't no use in runnin'; stand dead still/
Go ahead and tell the world how the lead feel//

[Hook] (X2)
Go put the bullets in the gun/
Bitch, we ain't playin' wit you none/
Bet you them bitches gonna run/
So go put the bullets in the gun, put the bullets in the gun//

[Verse 3]
What you end up fuckin' wit now? the top clown/
Bitches get like enemy planes, shot down/
English teachers lovin' this shit cause I rock nouns/
Turn you into Swiss fuckin' cheese wit some Glock rounds/
Put it on lock-down; penitentiary/
If that bitch is snitchin', better not mention me/
Cause you'll get burned boy, to the tenth degree/
I got a million man squad; infantry/
So why you temptin' me? cause you know I pull it/
You laid them 6s out of turn, boy; bullshit!/
You think you magic man? then come and bite the bullet/
Bitch, I go fuckin' ham, I straight up do it foolish/
And every time I do it, I do it cocky/
I knock 'em out in the first round, fuck Rocky!/
You wanna get squirrelly, then leap froggy/
I wet 'em up to the core, bitch; soggy//

[Hook] (X2)
Go put the bullets in the gun/
Bitch, we ain't playin' wit you none/
Bet you them bitches gonna run/
So go put the bullets in the gun, put the bullets in the gun//