Miny - One More Bottle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Miny]
I'm twisted, balance all shifted
Couple more shots and the spirits all lifted
I'm twisted, balance all shifted
Couple more shots and the spirits all lifted
Pow, pow, pow, hit them with a few rounds, rounds, rounds
Pow, pow, pow, one shot and I'm down, down, down

[Verse 1: Miny]
One shot and I'm down like pow
All my bad bitches need another like now
Oh, and I'm turned up
And that's my favorite song there, better turn it up
Um, yes, I am the baddest, hope you know that you're the worst
Clocking shots like I'm a killer, I should probably drive a hurse
Too many spirits all around me like I think I have a curse
I'm out for blood, get over here
We'll see if you can quench my thirst
Probably not, probably not, high standards
Paid like a boss, don't believe me? Take a gander
Bottles lit up like a shrine
Haven't been to church in awhile it's about God damn time
You know I'm bad, no correctness
Find my name on every guest list
We can see right through your lines
I'll X you off my who's next list
So who's next bitch? Tell that to my chauffeur
Like, red Rover, red Rover, send some real bitches over

[Hook: Miny]

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Yeah, okay, one more bottle, don't mind if I do
WTF crew in all black like a nun
Fuck, rhyming is tricky when I'm faded
Getting these bitches naked like we playing operation
My occupation is rocking stages, tell mama and pops I made it
I pour conversations about the women that I be shmanging
Lames claim they WTF Gang, I leave them hanging
Bitches tryna fit in, politicing like they Sarah Palin
My team is exclusive, one more shot and I be acting like a doofus
Freestyle battles at the party, boy, I'm ruthless
Talking 'bout your mama and your grandma that's toothless
Who is this nigga Futuristc killing every track?
Talking circles like cul-de-sac's, I throw a show and pull a rack
After party, that's another I ain't never holding back
I'm drinking 'til I throw up on your girlfriend back

[Hook: Miny]

[Verse 3: Miny]
Refill, refill, better hop to it
Dream inside my cup, that's filled with vanity and rock fluid
Yeah, you drive the vehicle, I own the key fob to it
Game so cold, you got the illness, now you're snot to it
Balance all shifted like Pisa
Remind me who you are again tomorrow, I get frequent amnesia
Head so numb, couple shots, anestesia
So much money, stretch marks on my Visa
Sorry that you're blue, dabba de dabba die bitch
Sharks inside my swimming pool, hope you stay alive, bitch
Angel on the right side, devil on the other
Seem to say the same thing guess they know each other
Conscious like