Ugly Frank - PBR [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

[Verse 1 UGLY FRANK]

Noticin' I don't give a fuck about nobody lately
Turnin' parties down, turnin' all the hotties out
Return your baby mama maybe
Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with
I ain't on no sucka shit
Text a bitch and suckin' her tits ugly Frankie
Quite fuckin' frankly I don't give a mothafuck
I want my mothafuckin' money nigga fuck the wating
L-I-N-E drive me fuckin' crazy
Every bitch I ever wifed up fuckin' hate me
Fuck you shady niggas
Fuck you shady bitches all up on my dick
Takin' pictures of my baby picture
Only nigga I really ride with came up out the womb with
Punchin' like a mosh pit baby Hitler
Evergreen, Khris Kream, nigga Frankie Fingers
Only niggas in my ranking nigga
I don't really fuck with nobody else
Dumpin' off shotty shells
Drunk as fuck shot himself
Aw naw momma told me ask God for help
Only thing that she don't know is that
I sold my soul for a watch and cell
Faded, impatient, ugly, lost as hell
Hannah told me I am not myself
How the fuck she know
Three hoes, stuffed up in a limo
Told me I could fuck 'em if I keep it on the D-low
Knowin' me though, I Instagrammed it for that steelo
Started jammin', stole some panties, smoked a gram with my negro
Negro please, you think you steez in that pea coat?
Probably with my clique talk to your bitch in my street clothes
Really young as fuck and mobbin' with no fuckin' guidance
I don't give a fuck about 'em nigga fuck yo' problems
Only nigga that I'm ridin' for is ugly Thomas
Fuck yo' bitch, fuck yo' posse
Fuck yo' clique, fuck yo' momma
Drama, oh I'm widdit nigga what's the beef
Twistin' caps back gapped like my fuckin' teeth
Ooh, I'm drawin' blood like fuck Blue
Fuck the candy coat my nigga
Matte Black the fuckin' Jeep
I'm juggin' like a mothafuckin' hoodlum nigga
Shout out to Retchy P part three [?] nigga
Look, miss me with that shoulda coulda woulda nigga
Cause you didn't cocksucker you a pussy bitch nigga
Look, I'm really fuckin' out chea
We recruitin' niggas like a mothafuckin' scout yeah
Chill lil' homie see them 720's out chea
There he go see him tryna stunt take him out yeah
Gold watch and this gold chain
And this passport and this [house plant?]
Clear the fuckin' streets out
Streets sweep they self here
Tears tattooed on my face
I continue at this rate I'll be dead by 28
Straight tears tattooed on my face
I continue at this rate I'll be dead by 28

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