No Love & Yung Cub - Role Model PT. II [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Yung Cub]

Ayo I just drank a fifth of Burnette's you dare me to drive?

[Verse I: Yung Cub]

I'm out this bitch
Sittin' all you fags down who can't stand for shit
I'm drunk on Cris
Callin' up ya sis at night
Oh god I hope that she answers it
My team fast, like them Jamaicans get
If you got what I want then bitch I'm takin' it
Think you know how crazy get?
Well just last night had a Asian bitch
In a stolen rental whip playing tonsil hockey with my stick shift
If you can't keep up that means I was getting my dick licked on I-26 by the waitress who you had to ask if fried rice was extra bitch
Don't come at me with that disrespectful shit
Cause if I sense an ounce a hate in your tone your face and my fist is making a connection
Which will leaving you second guessing why you even stepped in this party without a crew and a vest maybe a few duffel bag with a few techs in it
Cause when it becomes evident
That Cub and No Love is in your mothafuckin residence
That girlfriend of 5 years leading us to your bed and shit
So we can get head in it
This beat might be Em's but I'm gonna try to deaden it
So them rhymes in your head start leakin' as soon as I'm beheadin' it
I don't even rap this shit is a hobby
Next week I'll get bored and start textin' bitches probably

[Hook: Yung Cub]

Cause I ain't a role model x2
Fuck doin shots hand Cub the whole bottle
I ain't a role model x2
Fuck doin shots hand Cub the whole bottle

[Verse II: No Love]

I'm outta my mind and stuck in it
Might spit like AK and say fuck lyrics
Nah fuck that, imma murda this beat
Any rapper spittin' sicker never heard of him G
Shit, I might pull up in a church van
And drive around the county sprayin' Eric Church fans
I got the heat like Melissa McCarthy
Gimme a mike & molly bitch I'll show you how to party
I'm fucked up as my life is
Sharp as my knife is
I didn't write this
I just woke up covered in cold blood
With this shit playin' over & over & oh fuck!
I think Cub just plugged this dumb slut, fun stuff
Now we diggin' prolly til the suns up
Shoot up the gun club
Gettin' my junk rubbed
Lock me up again, shoulda never been uncuffed
I'm higher than the pregnancy rate here, I'd stay clear
I rape bitches and fuckin hate queers
Not really, just kiddin it's fate dear
Let's have a date, go to the lake, bet you'll be safe yeahhh

[Hook: No Love]

I ain't a role model
I don't do shots bitch hand me the whole bottle