Trapbo' Chad - Dairy Queen [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Im cruisin down the street at 4 the morning
I dont fuck with jives but fly down the road smoking
Signs don't apply to me, i gotta keep it rollin
How you tryna tell me how to live if you don't know shit
Homie, bossed up, never loosin focus
Never walkin in my shoes, so try to study me strollin
Ask you how to do it, but on the low they been loathing
Read em a couple bars, try to discover my motive
Im livin it up, quit givin a fuck
You never got it, so you lied why would i listen to ya
From this high, im still shine like the blistering sun
I can't wait to throw these bills and watch you pickin em up
Ignorant fucks, surround us like we don't see em enough
Ill keep it down, im only loud when i breathe and i puff
Eyes low enough i only focus on rollin my junt
I ride slow, aye bo' we smokin or what?!

T-rap to the bo', rollin up some more
Ridin thru the city boy dairy queens rolled
Get the money from in action, try to stack it up some more
Ridin thru the city boy dairy queens rolled

I eye aye, the prize shines bright in my eye
Don't be fooled by my composure i do this all of the time
I figured that i got the advantage like a 4 v 5
Figured i'd spit a motion picture this the storyline
Just one of a kind, and thats just me
Climb to the top where you won't be
Try look up ya hurt ya neck, cramped and its stuck
Lookin up at me now, its too late to catch up
Fuck it, im back at it
Dare to accept the challenge
Opponents losin they balance
Checks bouncing you couldn't cash em
But im back into action pass it back to my pack
And when i get it back its cashed and im mad as fuck
So they pack it up, like what the fuck
You know that i hit it once
Matter fact imma hit your junt and
Not pass it til its a stump
Just pass me the mic though
Get my cake thick as the bible
I ride slow, aye bo' we smokin or what?!