Supermån - Smokin' Dope [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced by DJ Smokey]

[Intro: J.Barrett]
Aw yeah, go good baby
Supermån...

[Pre-Hook: J.Barrett] (2x)
Words unspoken
Tweets I posted
Seems to me like you're unfocused
On the dream and the cream and all the weed
But no one's down for working

[Hook: Supermån]
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing (packing)

[Verse 1: J.Barrett]
Out with my flock
Our minds interlocked
Recognize how we rap
We're the new kings of Rock
Man my first song, I recall when I wrote it
I stayed up 'til late night so I could reword it
It felt so good spitting it
It felt so right
Dropped a hot song, now I write every night
And now every hiatus I take ends abruptly because I won't allow myself to just rely on getting lucky
And everyday I feel that
I'm a rat in the city, where the real at?
Hopping turnstiles to save a couple bucks
So I can get into the show and maybe show my style and stuff
Like, "What's up son?"
Talking on the cloud
Tryna get a little drip just to quench my dry mouth
Really tryna get a grip
My ego taking hits from the left, right
So I wanna cut it all off and have the best night

[Pre-Hook: J.Barrett] (2x)
Words unspoken
Tweets I posted
Seems to me like you're unfocused
On the dream and the cream and all the weed
But no one's down for working

[Hook: Supermån]
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing (packing)

[Verse 2: Supermån]
Please pardon the drugs
I'm addicted to the bud but it ain't doing what it does
It's keeping me up
Got a million fucking thoughts, I smoke 'til I'm feeling numb
Get a grip now
Take a trip down to the land where the man ain't shit now
Got an urge on the verge of a purge for the word
But you know I'm gon' control what I do now
If pesos what you want to spend, I got you on that shit
Man this the type of beat where I just get so ignorant
Got me calling my chick like:
"Come to the crib, lemme drop some of the kids off"
She doing so good, she really 'bout to make a nigga drift off
I'm a rat in the city, where the real at?
Suplex? Nah, I never wanna hear that
Never bow to the ground
But I'm bound to the sound of the crowd getting real
Yeah I feel that
Niggas howling for the crown
But my team found a flow that'll grow
'Fina make niggas drown now
And we ain't having it, fuck your pursuit of happiness

[Hook: Supermån]
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing
And we rapping, rapping, rapping
Super silver pipe packing (packing)