FTL_Sol - Shake My Hand [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Sol:
I'm like T-James I prefer gold, but not Raz B, see I prefer hoes
Shopping sprees, I done burnt dough, niggas hating on me, I concur though
This history this ain't your show, Mister Cold As Ice get your fur coat, your girl
Throat over by the third coat and then I spark the blunt, see that's a workload
A little Kush here and there, mostly Purp though
Been blowing since day one, nigga mother fuck a furlough
Niggas want some green, well I can get it for low
I can see they head bobbing, been bobbin since the first note

I'm a Larcenist, nigga make them Grands
I'm an Arsonist, nigga blaze them grams
I'm a real nigga, I don't fake no tans
Take part in this, nigga shake my hand

See I'll take your shit, I'll remake your shit, and replace your shit with some better shit
I been caking since, I was making cents, all blazed and shit, embezzling, now
Now, who the fuck you know giving flow like the opposite of menopause, ho I been a boss
Skip cost, take it straight to the payment, hopscotch we can take it to the pavement
Pop off then my niggas get to aiming, run, quick, see Hail Mary, nigga Amen
Take a taste of the acid, then I take a vacation
See the Breeze from Bahama, but the Island is Cayman
See the weed be some comma, comma, so the Swisher grape then

I'm a Larcenist, nigga make them Grands
I'm an Arsonist, nigga blaze them grams
I'm a real nigga, I don't fake no tans
Take part in this, nigga shake my hand

See I got love for the bros and the hoes at the shows
Getting blowed with a nigga 'fore a nigga even blow
I got love for my niggas and my bitches who was with it
Way before all the songs and the money in my hand