Scotty Frys - Keep My Interest [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Better hop on my wave fuckin quick
Sink or swim bitch
At the deep end
With ya chick and a shrimp dish
And she on my dick

[Hook]
All I fuckin know, is she gotta keep my interest
Thick waist & she gotta be a temptress
Trippy, hippy, dimes
They never act pretentious x2

[Verse 1: Frys]
Where the wavy at
I'mma young, fresh maniac
Brought an ounce of her own
With the rest at home
Got a trap phone, fresh fit
Whip to roam
Fully grown, with her own daddy issues
Too stoned,tryna zone
She’ll dismiss you
Never tissue, but pack a punch
Drink a fifth at lunch
Just to get it crunk
Move work for months & the trap ain’t easy
Suck dick good, but she never act sleazy
Always get looks from the crooks, believe
Young OG, roll a pearled bleezy
Just how it go, adjust if you know
She trust when she can & she lust on the low
Never look back, when the past lacks doughs
And she always got a pack, like she just passed go
Fuck $200 dollars
She gets OZ's & them quaps
Spray Ozium, on aromas
Don’t slow up by the cops
Try to tell her put zips in the trunk
But she too rare
Don’t care, what you thunk
Ride or die with the high supply
Only fuck with a guy
If she know he’s fly
If she know he’s fly…
If she know he’s fly…
Ride or die, with the high supply
Only fuck with a guy, if she know he’s fly…
If she know he’s fly…
If she know he’s fly…
Ride or die, with the high supply
Only fuck with a guy, if she know…

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Frys]
Feelin like
Mothafuck yo Thirsty Thursday
Fuckin all week, have it her way
No BK, we do say
If she wanna twerk
She’ll DJ
Trill taste, she a fashion killa
Few piercings, teeth all vanilla
Smile bright, with a grin so devilish
Puttin gin in the bong
For the hell of it
Tatted too, with the attitude
If you don’t turn up, stop passin' thru
Third eye wide for the latitude
Bad bitch, fly, with beatitude
She knows how it goes
How the hoes will be hoes
And they chose to be hoes
At the shows no clothes
Low pro, no pros
Gettin mad at you
Make a scene
She gon' see it thru
Handle business
No man on her wishlist
Married to Mary
It’s scary addictive
King like mind
With a queen behind
Never off her grind
Always on ya mind
Too wavy for these simps
Too pimpin for these hoes
She fuckin with my vibe
And that’s just how it goes
That’s just how it goes
That’s just how it goes
Too wavy for you simps
Too pimpin for you hoes

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Frys]
What a life, late nights stay trippy
Dance slow when her mind state tipsy
Solo, got em rolled for two
Gonna roll two more when I’m rollin thru
Got a bowl or 2 or 3
Couple nice bongs
Some old, some new to me
And the plugs
For next wave drugs
Peyote, opi-um & salvia
Too high to be stressed over low lifes
Too fly to invest in them ho fights
Pull a slide, while the smoke glide
And She dig chicks too
Threesomes, gettin go lights
Been evicted, smokin trees
Rather face blunts, then apologies
Rather make flips, then to make new friends
Cash buys shit that you oughta see
Been evicted, smokin trees
Rather face blunts, then apologies
Rather make flips then to make new friends
Cash buys shit that you oughta see
And I know, that she gonna keep my interest
Thick waist, gahdamn she's a temptress
Trippy, hippy, dime
And she never acts pretentious