POMPOUS PILOT - #TURNITUP [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[VERSE 1]
Put bitches in my digits
The lyrics are like physics
The Sickest no they isnt
Felt dizzy so I hit it
But im gettin none from a nun
Eating Naan on the run
RATTATT, Tommy gun
No more time for sorries son
Flowin out the horses mouth
Im Hydrating that cotton mouth
Stressin out, wildin out
Stick shift got her drivin south
Yeah, in other words I really am gettin it
Rap my shit, that's penmanship
Rip this shit ,we're gettin lit
Schizophrenic hearing shit
Motherfucking lunatic
Crossin you, no Crucifix
Wash my hands of all this mess
All over my Pompousness
Pontius ain't got shit on this
Killing all the. witnesses
Please tell me where all the riches is

Got that tree chop chop yeah
Jambalaya, Razzmattazz
Crazier than acid tabs
Snapped selfies with dat ass
Laughing gashit that fast
Killing beats like heart attacks
Ignore Ants, spider-fast
Talk more shit than fighters have
So #TURNITUP while I rap real fast
That's rabbit-fast,spit rabid rants
That Laffy taff, in nasty gaps
Sassy class, no alley cats
Khaki stacks with matching pants
Honey smacks with apple jacks
No cadillac, just rap attacks
Wonder if they can handle that

[HOOK]
#TURNITUP #TURNITUP #TURNITUP till the cops show up
#TURNITUP #TURNITUP #TURNITUP till the cops show up
Run that Bass, Run that Bass, Run that Bass like a relay race
Run that Bass, Run that Bass, Run that Bass like a relay race
X2

[VERSE 2]
Pull up in the rari, playin bitches like atari
No I wasn't really sorry when I said I'd fuck your mommy
Get that green, edamame
Goin' hard like kamikaze
All these girls just wanna party
Eat some ribs with Charles Barkley
UGH

Told her not to make a scene but she still went and did it
So I asked her how many times would she like to feel it
Pompous poppin off with PIGFAT sittin in that skillet
His style so different the others can't sit and think to steal it
And when they do theyll realize this shit was no gimmick
Pilot's spittin that pyrotechnic, ya that's a goddamn given

He throws em off like molotovs, that liquor bomb showin off
Never stop turnin up, burnin up
What the fuck
This shits tough, FUCK THE COPS
Let it thaw, this shits raw
Outta luck so bizarre zero class no cigar
Distant stars, so far gone
Scimitar spit, real hard
Goin off, beyond gone
Royalty, Kingdom Come

[HOOK] #TURNITUP #TURNITUP #TURNITUP till the cops show up
#TURNITUP #TURNITUP #TURNITUP till the cops show up
Run that Bass, Run that Bass, Run that Bass like a relay race
Run that Bass, Run that Bass, Run that Bass like a relay race
X2