Kulprit D - F.A.N. [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Summer Nights In Highland. Chapter two of the greatness
Good evening, Datpiff. Good evening, HotNewHipHop. Good evening, ReverbNation. Wherever you may be listening
Letting the lyrical genius assault your eardrums as it were. I'm on the beat

[Verse One]
Yeah it’s all goody. Chilling in a hoody
Two sizes too big and I got that money coming to me
Shouts out my nigga J and my bruh bruh Zoomie.
We put in work for real while other careers looking gloomy
Married to the game now I’m at the reception.
My body of work got a thick mid section
You can’t even imitate my first impression
Practice makes perfect. I've always practiced perfection
You selling jersies. I’m on the team
I spit fire, nigga. I gargle gasoline
My baby tan. She looking mean.
Mahogany hair thick hips she looking lean.
I’m so dope I deal myself while you looking wet
I am platinum. I ain’t even dropped an album yet
I'mma bet that you ain't never met
Somebody with the ammo like me (Ka-ka-ka!) yet

[Hook]
I ain't a F.A.N. I hate F.A.N.s
What is a F.A.N.? A fake-ass nigga. Damn! (x4)

[Verse Two]
Life is some bull but I grab It by the horns
Get swarms of girls to swoon to tunes while I perform
With a photo shoot at four yeah a nigga wish he had it
Ya'll can't go in like me you tricks; no top hat and no rabbit
I’m not Abbot but Costello-- don’t do bud but I rock Louis
I’m a thug who don’t do drugs. But I'm still raw like some damn sushi
My standards high like Tunechi. My paper inked like Gucci.
My notebook got them bars. And yours be like some 2G
And the whip is feeling roomy, with copies of SWAG next to me.
With colors on looking fruity. That’s the facts of life-- no Tootie
Watch how the second time around my next release get the web shut down
Original with the mind so sick. They say they dogs well I’m Michael Vic
Cause the truth is I'm what the truth is
So ruthless and my group is composed of real dudes
Who grind hard and they shoot vids
And the F.A.N.s get them deuces

(Chorus)