LongOverDue - Tip The Glass [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Verse 1) V-Eye

Tip the glass
For the goonies quick
With these raps while
We sippin' trill
Matching all black with the gats
Yo' grab your mask
While I shoot real quick
Back in the lab with a Jab, and
His mac (mag) on my lap
In the back with a blueish clip
Dank in my bag
With the crew at the back
Bout to scoop Stagga
With the coolest of whips
Who woulda guessed?
That we'd rule in this bitch
Got a few clips
For the booze on this trip
Whack rappers get smack with
Hard active and massive flows
No chances, no atlas
No way out so you'll never know
We're running the game
The cinnamon women
So feminine acting all different
Whenever we step in the place
Killing the murderous writtens
Illest of spitting and
Living a life on the edge
Down right spazing
Punchline jabbing
Lines outstanding
With a killer flow
That'll leave your corpse here
Stream better than rivers
That flow or marsh and vlei
Fuck a 16 I'm doing 23s
Like Jordan scritching his sneaks
Upon the courts and of course
We bought courts in cases
Our mouthed get potched
But Jabsteezy
You get the chorrrrrrrus!

(Hook) Narcotic Beats

Couple of my niggas
In the building got they
Glock tucked we been tryna
Get it for a minute now
Its all us hoodie with
The matching timb's
Homie blow your block up
Hoodie with the matching timbs
Homie blow your block up
Show em its real, all real
Ain't show no love
When I'm posting with the steal
Home boy I'm real, all real
Got a nice looking empty wallet (Give me a reason)
Home boy keep it trill waddup?


(Verse 2) LYE

Taking a sip I'm one the edge
Like the tip of the glass
Narcoticly speaking man
We just hit it and pass
Hit the light switch dim it down
About to smoke hash
Playing with the flow
The ball is in my court
Ntwana ngi'mnadi
Uthi uyabalega ngo'ku
Shayi jersey basazoku bambi
Banchi while I'll be out here
Making a killing ne zinja'zam
You finna partake you gotta
Fucken up the stakes
Cook up some beef and
Eat it nigga Its on your plate
Ain't about breaking
Branches for figures
I'm a cautious nigga
Even when I'm not fucken
Awake cause I know
The min I get up
Its going to be a bake
Grinding cause all you got
Pounding in your head
Is that cake cake
Its never too late you
Come with Hitlers dumb
Steeze I'll leave you sucking
On his (Nazi) um nuts B
Cause you got raps
On a touch screen
That don't mean you deserve
That scroll its LYE
Fuck introductions
I just came to brawl

(Hook)

(Verse 3) Stagga

Tip the glass for generals
Bogus bars always literal
Metaphors for these four bars
Need a fix for
Your four drugs
Sniper shots
While pulling triggers
Intoxicated team spirits
I hope these bars
Go get me drunk
Imma black out
To your writer's block
I'm conversed when
I'm on the chucks
Be concerned when
I'm around the block
Constructed like I'm tetris
Pushing bricks around the block
24/7 grind hustle
Always kept around the clock
I run the town and
Own the city
For my town
I keep it griddy
Victory lap is kept on pace
Rappers always keep jogging
Rampage on destruction
Cause these rappers
Always keep dropping
The streets call me Viper
Spitting venom
That's why you always Dodge
Married to this rap game
Yeah my vows kept
Bicentenary love, game
Trust, hope, passion is got the marriage running
A couple punchlines for
Loyalty is got me stunting
Never waste time
Like I'm Rocky
Always punching you ASAP
Tryna gamble where we at
Always tryna take that chance

(Hook)