Kidd Swagg - Y.N.O.M [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
These cubes in my ears kinda look like ice sickles
Choppin' at a dime locked her in my phone as two nickles
Fuck a 9 to 5 bro my job is to spit it lethal
Swag is as young and used to ghost ride my tricycle
Im so that shit and you so not it
My flow nasty like a black light in a Motel 6
And if a bitch ain't trynna act right then I'm off that bitch
Fuck that shit, ho you can suck my dick HUH!
I'm on a jet, son feelin' like I'm Elroy
Bitch I do it big like a anabolic steroid
Swaggin' on you nothin' ass, fakin' ass fag boys
Five grams in a joint, ridin' in a Jag boy
(?) when I do my shit
Poppin' like a pistol in Compton at 2 AM
Countin' profit, bitches topless cause of who I am
Olympic 7's on my feet oohEE! God damn
I know you niggas see it, a nigga gettin' on
And in a minute, yeah my money gon' be hella long
Poppin bottles with some models smokin' out the bong
Cause weed, money and women, we seem to get along
This is verbal gymnastics
Flippin' your ears while I'm up like a vertical axis
Sophistication for you dumb fucks
Blunt twisted up like Jackie swingin' a nunchuck

[Verse 2]
I be goin' dummy like a manikin
Keep a chick with some titties like Pamela Anderson
Faded cause I'm smokin' and sippin' up on this can of gin
Pockets lookin' obese, money full of glycogen
Swag wet like hydrogen mixed with oxygen
Chiefin' like an indian, but I ain't wearin' moccasins
I'm poppin' when I pop it in, I make her call me poppy then
I take it out and stick it in, deep in her esophagus
BOOM, I'm the bomb like Osama bin, Laden
Yeah I'm somethin' that you never been
Blowin' trees like the fuckin' Santa Ana winds
I hope she know I'm bout' to fuck, I'll probly never call again
I was wearin J's when niggas still was wearin' Tims
Yeah I know I'm fairly odd but no I'm not the Crimson Chin
Yeah bitch I get it in and when I'm done I pull it out and let my kids run down her chin