Spit Syndicate - Sip It Slow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1:]
Now I ain’t here to judge
Well, that’s provided y'all don’t kill my buzz
Well I get this mind state hold it, ‘fore you fill that cup
Don’t pour it, you can’t hold it
This game, baby, you can’t solve it
Yeah I know the name we rolling
Kush up but my eyes low
Hooked up, we grind slow
Cooked up at them live shows
Indie rap survival
And for my next trick
(My mind about my next trip)
Got dimes down on that guest list
Vibing out, we gettin’ lit
We ride around and we getting' it
Ride around them sceptics
That ride around that next drink
We wilin' out it gets hectic
Tryna' calm my nerves
Let my regrets slip
Gotta sip it slow, but we forget this
That greenery got me faded
Easily persuaded
You seem to think she take it
You seem to be mistaken, boy

[Hook:]
I said the city got me spinning
Bulletproof legend
We bad at fucking rhymes
Making ‘em lose it in a second
Said my crew wanna live it
That super cool essence?
Tonight is on your mind
But tomorrow we’ll forget it
Said I find it hard to say no, slip it slow, and it goes
She find it hard to say no don’t I know?

[Verse 2:]
I lost my V-plates at school camp
With a chick that I barely even spoke to
Got my first kiss playing truth or dare
With a girl I didn’t even know
Dude, you sense a theme here?
Thought we on the same team here?
I thought I got away clean here
But it feels like Halloween
‘Cos the ghosts of my past come trick or treating
And it ain’t even the weekend
Tell 'em I got no regrets but
Smile says they just don’t believe me
Alright, I get it, I rushed it, but fuck it
I mean I’m young and on a roll
So no, I ain’t gon’ stop for nothing
And we out for the evening
Putting faith in the DJ
She kissed my cheek, she’s European
But it feels more like D-Day
Try sip it slow, but you know how it goes
Late night after the show
And I’m feeling so throw
But I’m play my role
‘Til I’m livin’ my dream
And talking my shit
Look at my team, nobody this sick
Sip it down straight
And then we go in
Bit of triple-six, but we be keep it down wind
Got that new style, but I’m old school
Hipster chicks on my local
Go too high because they so cool
But I been there, girl, I done it

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]
Check it out man, yo
Yo I got a weakness for these weekends
Soft spot for that weed
If ya’ll ain’t afraid to jump off the deep end
Then we got got what you need
She walk home with heels in hand
You can’t walk before you stand
Maybe these don’t fit you
Well either/or, allow me to explore your issue
I bet a million more
Three in the morning
The city met a pretty young thing on tour
Finished uni, loves making movies
Said take me with you
You imagine, drunk
Hopeless romantic
Weed smoking asthmatic
Makes for something cinematic, don’t it?
Got a dress off a friend, but damn she own it
Daddy loaned her that money for a moment
I wonder maybe I’ll miss you but
I remember nothing but how them fuckin' strobes hit you
Before I leave, lemme leave something with you
You gotta sip it, sip it slow
Gotta learn how to hold what’s in your cup before you drink it whole
You gotta learn to know which way is up before you lose control
She find it hard to say no
Say when, amen, ayo

[Hook:]