Lane-Harry x Ike Campbell - Absinthe [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Future past fuck that
In Paris with my babies like Hov & Ye Rugrats
Going back like "Great Scott"
Shoes designed by J. Scott
Living fast lane slow it down Baywatch

[Verse 1]
Pinch me if I'm dreaming
Drugs will make me numb though
Highway to Hell, I'm just cruising through that tunnel
Started as a loser, gradually YouTuber
Now girls got my lyrics in their mouth like Vodka Cruiser
Did a show in Sydney, they loving it like Whitney
Loved by everyone but fucking hated in my city
I wonder if they'll miss me, soon I'll be fucking Iggy
Comparing me to Pac but that shit is like no Biggie
Ugh
That last line is gonna make em mad
I don't give a fuck, say my name Breaking Bad
Take it back, fuck that
Wake up every morning and I take a fucking blood bath

[Hook]
Givenchy Givenchy
Sprite & Cough Syrup
Just got me some Absinthe
Imported from Europe
Made something from nothing
No-one to some
Faces turn faceless
Wrong side of the gun x2

[Verse 2]
Used to be so broke piggy banks were like "Hell no"
Now every show making 3G like a cellphone
Tell me slow down, free fallin' Tom Petty
But I can't stop EP is top 20
Bimmer, Benz or Bently try Toyota Camry
Girls love Beyonce yeah shoutout to Shandi
Went from a young pup to a fucking dog backwards
Punchlines are like the plague; you can't help but catch em
Battling demons, angels filled with semen
Yeah I walked the line but I'm still here like Joaquin Phoenix
Call Morgan I'm a free man, girls lining up with Knee Pads
Lane & Ike white Kel & fucking Kenan

[Hook]

[Hindenburg Sample]
I can't even talk to people whose friends are on there
Ah! It's–it's–it's–it's ... o–ohhh! I–I can't talk, ladies and gentlemen
Honest, it's just laying there, a mass of smoking wreckage

[Bridge]
They saying "Fool stop" like the end of a sentence
Walking round big headed man no Rocky Dennis
Week in the charts acting like I'm all that
So I let this ink pour damn new track a rorschach
16. OD. Medic Bed. CPR
World went from black and white to fucking sepia
Old habits returning, spark, sipping and burning
First year of college what the fuck am I learning?
Bright lights and money turn any girl to Tuco
Saffron wanna hang studio from 2 til 2 though
So fucking busy got no time for these old friends
Cause me and music go together. Asian bitches and old men
Shadows on my side ones around me who suffer
Shades on my side like "Fuck Clashing Colours"
This time last year round the time that my dad left
A blunt, trust issues & a bottle of absinthe