Doron Lev and Uglybraine - 718 to the 305 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'm so high, see me roll by, seven-eighteen to the three-o-five; doing thirty in the fast lane, spliff is in the ashtray, contemplating ways outta the maze and get this cash made
Sit around couch-surfing, make it sound perfect, soon as I open house curtains, MIA to Mount Vernon. They know me in Savannah, Carolina, Alabama, Dade County, Kings County, Give ‘em the panorama. Block's on smash, I'm so trash, so I could give a fuck if my socks don't match. Yeah, every release: the streets felt. I’m a friggin’ rhythm addict, I need help. I need weed. I need wealth. Y'all kung fu is midgrade: green belt!
I'm in a league of extraordinary hooligans. ‘Cuz I ain't fucking with the woulda-shoulda-coulda-beens. Uglybraine, make ‘em sick like runny eggs. Money, fame's a funny thang, but son he bangs
Highly regarded as slightly retarded when it comes to getting them hype with the mic reciting this garbage

Chorus: I'm so high, see me roll by, seven-eighteen to the three-o-five; doing thirty in the fast lane, spliff is in the ashtray, contemplating ways outta the maze and get this cash made. (x2)

I don't toe the line, I go overtime; smoke that Cobra Kai that'll blow your mind. I'm diagnosed borderline bipolarized. Paranoid, even sleeping with open eyes. Rappers faces change quicker than Sammy Sosa's eyes. I'm a poltergeist on a motorbike with a broken light, rolling by like "show you right". Know your type, don’t deny, how things change overnight. Living that loco life, that coca white. Coke or sprite? Moms love me, she says I'm so polite. I'm a new breed, I'm a prototype. I got some blue weed, smoking watching Dolemite. I give ‘em the system override. You better know the time, because the flow is so refined. Ug's a class act. Hit me hash tag, that guy who needs a cat scan living out of a trash bag
Chorus: I'm so high, see me roll by, seven-eighteen to the three-o-five; doing thirty in the fast lane, spliff is in the ashtray, contemplating ways outta the maze and get this cash made. (x4)
I'm so high, see me roll by, seven-eighteen to the three-o-five (x8)