GB - 21 [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: GB]
Sipping liquor like my id sideways, I hydrate on Fridays, migrate to pretty woman
Julia Roberts to the game backside like a cushion
Got her layed up on my couch and I b pushing she b squishing
Ash stains smeared on my pants when they sagging
Lil girly only got one chance and she bragging
And what you sad over, she be getting to ya brain that’s what you mad over
Feel bad for ya, cause the shots hitting faster than Beretta
Wake up with the sheets wet seeming like I pissed the Bed uh
More like I got the best of her
Body draining when I mess w her
She say that this the best-est sex ever
And id have to agree
She give that smart head feel I owe her a degree
Diploma with the long horn, she the only Tennessee
But these college sleaze only want they Mrs. degrees
Quick to drop down to the knees I ain't even got to please

[Chorus]
But I thank you, made it bout a quarter the way there
My shift ain't close to over, put in work until I’m spared
Seems that with the practice that this throw comes to the strikes
Still so young and dumb I know but old I feel inside
My brain is now retaining info later meant to guide
Seems like the more I’m talking shit the more the likes
But really GB's just a nice guy
Least that’s what I figure when she want to tongue tie before the bye
When we cruising shawty shifting all my gears in the ride

[Hook]
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run, finally legal bitch the 2 to the 1
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run because the kid is finally 2 to the 1

[Verse 2]
The two one era looking scary as ever, now its okay that I’m drinking ain't got to grow out my hair uh
But imma take a chance and follow up this North Star, take my happy ass start to driving in this sports car
Petal to the metal hope my voice stays loud, won’t let this smoking end my vocal route
These boys is cruising for a bruising, out here losing while they snoozing, I be booling just getting at the game like I was choosen
Only smoke the fire flame my brain it feel intruded, government want to know my name I sang it to the music
She want to roll more weed but she don’t want to feel the high
The low is what she needs but Mary seems to get me by

[Hook]
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run, finally legal bitch the 2 to the 1
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run because the kid is finally 2 to the 1

[Bridge]
Yo I’m drunk and I’m high, now I can't get denied, all the fucks I bye bye

[Chorus]
But I thank you, made it bout a quarter the way there, my shift ain't close to over, put in work until I’m spared, seems that with the practice that this throw comes to the strikes, still so young and dumb I know but old I feel inside, my brain is now retaining info later meant to guide, seems like the more I’m talking shit the more the likes, but really GB's just a nice guy, least that’s what I figure when she want to tongue tie before the bye, when we cruising shawty shifting all my gears in the ride

[Hook]
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run, finally legal bitch the 2 to the 1
Oh this young gun gonna be blasting better run because the kid is finally 2 to the 1