Mike Mozart - YOSHIMITSU [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
What up?! What's good?
Fuck shit up? Think I should
Fooly Cooly, going looney
Couldn't fight so they tried to shoot me
Throw shots at ya corn rolls, turning them into morsels
So sick with the vocals, 4Lokos in chokeholds
And we, gettin' fucked up
Don Cash with the blunts tucked, shots till my guts punched
Up chucked, bitches uncut
Blick is the store, artistic visions try to pick at some more
Picky niggas need to fix up they flows
Thinking that this is the real way to go? Pathetic I know

[Hook] x2
Paint all on my gold x3
Hope this shit never gets old

[Verse 2]
Paint all on my gold, this shit'll never get old
Pour it out, throw it up
Pour again? we going nuts
Poor whores be textin', for more attention
So bored of questions, torn for affection
Nah not me, I don't have time for that dumb shit
Duns are numb from that crumb shit, scum get hit with them drum clips
Rum is swished through the gum spit
My mind's spinning like Yoshimitsu, Iron fist will get lift and it will not miss you

[Hook] x2