Nellz GC - Trilla Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Uhhhhh....Yeaaaa

(Nellz GC)
(verse 1)
Racks and Racks of Mitchell and Ness,
SnapBack kid dressed to impress,
Diamond Supply all on my shit
Dolce Gabana up on my wrist
Yeaaa, I don't Rock no gold teeth
I rock Gold watches, its so sweet
But I'm too trill and just so street
Hustle hard get no sleep
Uhhhh, I'm killing tracks, no remorse
Call a bitch of my iPhone, dick in guts I get intercourse!
My niggad puffing that dank, got their eyes tight like they Chinese
Like Ben Carson, I'll split ya head like they siamese!
I'm too tough...who can stand against the man?
I got your bitch sending flicks, Of her clit off Instagram!
I'm working hard like a business man
But still rapping so good nigga
Represent for them rejects, go getters and hood niggas!
I wish tf you would nigga
Try and copy me if you could nigga...I'll Shock your ass with a thousand bolts
Death Row on you Suge Niggas!
You better pray before you play, Tim Tebow, making stunts will have be a jackass like Steve O
I'm too far from a Zero
Don't float on no weed smoke
Leave you frozen Leonar-De Caprio!

(Get it....)

Off Titanic that last scene
When he was screaming out Rose after iceberg at the crash scene!
I'm balling bitch, And 1! Niggas calling me hotsauce
Grew up as an underdog, now they label me as a top dog
Code name Confetti, that's means they blasting your top off
And if she open her legs, i slip in them buns; hotdogs
Burn tracks, third degree
Killin' every verse for free
This is just a sample, wait till Cornell University...