Kata Bel Air - Go Off [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Sound the alarm
I'm bout to go off

Kept it quiet last year
Now I'm here
It's the only white dude to be feared
I'm coming for your fans
I'm coming for your mans

I change the game
Rotate the frame
Beholder's eye, I seize the day

I flash a smile, get it
It's my birthday in heaven
You came to die? Foresee these basic bitches
With my third eye

I summon from the east and the south
Baby north west
Kardashian, go ask your friend
I'll send kisses from Letterman

Realness can't be bought or imitated, Aldi
Feel the floor shake, get you drunk like Bacardi
I'm terrified of drugs, but this record's like molly
Got your tongue, got your love, I'm sorry I'm not sorry
Now
What?

Sound the alarm
I'm 'bout to go off

What I gotta do to prove my point?
You a cracked out flop king, I anoint
I am the height
I'm the best of the best
Stop you dead, cardiac arrest
Don't test my hype, too class to fight
So I'll sell the place out to Mark's delight

The Fahrenheit got me soakin
The fans and they are smokin'

A strictly hot crowd
On Wednesdays we wear pink
I play my beats loud
And the stage my place to think

They tell me I'm the best
And I say, no, I'm better
I don't set bars, I shoot for stars
Cos I'm a trendsetter

On jazzy shit, I riff
Drive your Benz off a cliff
Before you catch my drift
I am gone to run with it

Cos I'm in control, like your mother
Master of the house, you greasy motherfucker
Holla