ODi - Sour Facelifts [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: ODi]
Sour burn as the hours turn
Cough up a lung and yearn, for success
Got a pound to my right, grinder to my left
Boxes of dutches in the front
Lets put my pen to the test (Yup!)
I'm serving you plate of food
ODi get twisted like ankles do
Dank smell from across the room
Boom bada, tell that ho swallow
I'm coming soon, alcohol and all
This 100 proof

[Bridge]
I'm launching at my target
Ready, shoot
ODi taking over
Yeah, yeah
It's fucking true
And I got something to
(what you got nigga?)
Give you a face lift nigga

[Hook]
Sour Diesel! (Okay!)
Facelift nigga
F-F-Facelift nigga

Sour Diesel!
Facelift nigga
F-F-Facelift nigga
F-F-Facelift nigga

Sour Diesel!
(Okay, Okay-kay-kay)

[Verse 2]
Get your boats, airplane crash flow (Sour Diesel!)
No patch though, on my cash flow
Lion in the jungle I rumble
You more lamb goat, sheep I suppose

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Roll that, roll that, roll that!)

Sour diesel, lime green on my clothes
I'm on 1-2, you stuck on three or four
No white papers, we gon' need a store (yup!)
Dutch master, d-dutch master, all I smoke
Dutch masters, sour I tote n' get cloud captured
I'm so passed you, neptune where I'm at dude
Catch me get a smacking
Off the sour in the back room
Back room

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
God damn, ODi you fucked it up
The game, ODi you fucked it up
IOD on this fucking stuff
Pounds of sour stuffed in the trunk
Crack a dutch, tell that ho roll one up
Dick suck, pussy clean up
Whatever you want, just don't puff on my blunt
Go wash your mouth with soap in the tub
Then come back, (yeah come back)
And roll this batch (and roll this batch)
Get you higher, solar 'laxed
We could fuck as long as you want
Legs open that, humidore sour really raw
Rick Ross can't hold me back
Hotbox the whip, sour smoking that

[Bridge]

[Hook]