John Daniel - High Tints [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1] (John Daniel)

The girl I’m ridin with is lookin like 1996
Dark tint out the view that she admirin
I’m Bildeberg conspirin, she’s feelin her environment
Shes gettin' high despite the interview
They’res always niacin
Not again, I’ll paint your world gunmetal grey
Said she only takin pills cuz she ain’t slept in days
Yea, okay
I’ma act like I believe you
Scarred heart so I know I don’t need you
Dirty Vans on the dashboard, our night like fast forward
When the flasks pourin' all that Jack for us
Partial to vodka, she asked if it’s a problem
I took another pull, pullin off a lifted mantra
Somber, calm when I put it on ya
Lose conscious, Pabst drip on yo designer
I’ma muthafuckin left killa Dorner Dahmer
Cornered karma when I adorn your dime bruh

[Hook] (John Daniel)

Half dead as I'm supposed to be
Amy Adams lookalike up on the upholstery
The cup's cold like these shrugged shoulders be
If you tryna get a hold of me
Uhhhhhhh
I hide in high tints, high as high gets
Beside a bi bitch, wave bye and bite this like
Left
Gang

[Verse 2] (Widikus)

2:30 backseat, noddin off off of two pills
Black garments, eyes swallowed by the pupils
She off one too, now she talkin' my ear off
Nothin' but morning sex, breakfast and her brazir lost
Mobbin' with the 10 Deep bruisers
That's Left Gang for those who need forensic approval
Shoeboxes with a lot of scrill, sloppy drunk off some vodka
Poppin oxy pills, dropping hundred dollar bills
I'm prayin' that she swallow still, geeked up on a week night
Children of the street light, mausoleums and rewrites
Emphysema lungs, cigarette track record
Labbin' like Dexter, Hannibal Zach Lecter
Breath still smellin' like the lips of your bitch
Mindless, indulgent cigarettes cloudy off a fifth
We made it clear that we high as high gets
Eyes dry, you know why we hide in high tints

[Hook]

[Verse 3] (John Daniel)

Her Preme import only smell of Blacks and ports
I’m castor troy with a bitch straight from Capsule Corp
Of course, my Levis saggin', lookin like an icon
Sleepin with the fact she got back to back bygones
Heart staccato, it’s probably because I blazed up
Hard knockin, novacane nozzles and baked shrubs
Bouta write a novel, seekin scenes page one
How to make a mess of Demi Lovato’s make up
Her eyes like Benz headlights, she can’t act right
Empty bottles just to catch the drip, no stalactices
A couple calls missed, guess shes tryna get her past right
Ridin playin Stack Bundles, feelin past the half life
She don’t play Diplomat unless it’s Cam and Santana
Posted up, pattern paisley, no Panameras
It’s funny how one verse can fuck up the game
You know what Jay said bout Cartier frames

[Hook]