Gangthelabel - YES FAM [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

"Yes Fam" by Gangthelabel (Prod. Kuston)

[Intro - Kuston]

Ah, yeah I hit her with that, then she know
And y'all know I'm bout that, and she know I'm bout to
Where that, where that, and that hah huuh
Yeah yeah aye yeah

[Verse 1 - Kuston]

You know I don't breakdance, I don't shake hands
I might make bands, only if it make sense
Ain't no rookie, smoke a cookie while I chase bands
I don't weigh grams, I just break grams
Pull up by the lake fam, what's yo name fam
That's great fam, watch out what you say fam
Hey fam, it's okay fam
You know I don't play fam, all day fam

[Verse 2 - Dro]

No way fam, tell me what you say fam
All day fam, hold up catch a break fam
For fuck sakes man, I ain't not no salesman
Thought you knew me well fam, run to hell fam
Yes fam, I'm the best fam
Never take no rest fam, flex finesse fam
Yes fam, that's all right fam
All day fam, and all night fam, yes

[Verse 3 - Kuston]

You can catch me running outside for the rubber bands
Chiefin indo, watch out for the undercoverman
I done fucked yo bitch, awh shit, that's a bummer man
I hit her with that oeh, haah haah, all summer man

[Verse 4 - Dro]

I done got a fetish, for a bad bitch
Running laps b-b-bitch, just relax bitch
I done got yo last bitch, on my lap bitch
I be in the lab, whipping with my left wrist

[Verse 5 - Kuston]

From the west bitch, straight up to the east
Bitch take it ease, call up your damn niece
Ah sheesh bitch please where my ... cheese
You know I don't fight thotties but she want a piece

[Verse 6 - Dro]

All u wannabes, you don't want no trouble man
Everybody knows, I'm the real Troubleman
Zero one, double tripple tripple tripple double man
I don't fuck around, winners all summer man

[Verse 7 - Kuston]

Got a red thot, freckled bitch, send me naked pics
Buddy check ya bitch, I'm off the shits
Till I'm laying in my coffin bitch, where my coffee bitch
Where the damn dishes, tell me where the damn bitches, ahahahaaaa

[Outro - Dro]

Cuz you know I got all the bitches, I got all the bitches
Baby I got all the bitches babe ah yeah
Ain't nobody got more hoes, ain't nobody got more hoes ohnono
Baby I got all the bitches baby

Yeah yeah yeah, and you know I got it, yeah
And you know she like my uh sh
Ah yeah, roll some
Ah yeah, I got swag I got swag I got swag I got hoeh
I got swag, I got sauce, I finesse in that oeh
Yeah yeah yeah

Oaaaahh I got hoh huh, bitches
And these bitches love the swag, swag swag
And these bitches love the swag
Yeah