Young ali - Young $tunna Freestyle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Young Ali]

I'm getting higher than a coach seat
I'm in the coach seat
Lifted Minds the team
I'm never sipping coffee but i get a lot of cream
I fell in love with the game but she never got a ring
Vivid dreams of selling out arenas
I keep that pistol on me, The wizard, Gilbert Arenas
Murder every rapper, i'm killing, I gotta clean up
Blood all on the ceiling, the villian, you better team up
I'm zipping up my jeans
Fuck em' all
I got a bitch who never seen a lion head on the wall
Money spread across the floor
That's just in case i slip and fall
And i never blocked your number just in case you wanna call
But it's not like i'm going to answer
I just need that satisfaction
She said I love you to death i call that shit fatal attraction
Fuck you with a passion
Baby making practice
I swear that i'm gone need it for that day i get with Ashley
Call that wishful thinking
Free my niggas, Abe Lincoln
Diamonds dripping wet, they like damn who let the sink in
I'm about to get it Kraken, no sea men
Let it sink in
They can't predict the flows i'm bi-polar with what i'm thinking
Prada Promises
I'm on my drama shit
Chopped it up with Fitz, I asked him who he went to London with
Niggas want the beef i just make sure i bring the condiments
Motherfuck your compliments, I boost my own confidence
500 horses, on my country shit
You think you fucking with me boy you dead wrong
Model chick her ass soft but her head strong
I been trying to run the game like my legs long
The operation on the low until the fed's gone
Keep it hush hush, Every crack sealed
See we run the pack
You get your pack killed
Aye, Yo i got so many bars i need a soap deal
Baby show me how that throat feel, forreal
New bitches every season switching up the roster
Shrimp and Steak, Alfredo pasta
You should learn to hold your tongue boy that shit will cost you
Dancing with the wolves, Kevin Costner
But as for me i'm steady mixing up this potion
Smokin' Ashin' Kutcher, I might need some lotion
Hit so many licks i had to give em' one to grow with
Sipping on that moet, bet it leave her soaking
Yo, live fast i'm on a crash course
Run up on you like that new Atlanta task force
Catch me lampin' on the beach i'm probably out your reach
Living like the rich and famous call up robin leach
When she get home she smoke a blunt and do a little yoga
Hop in the shower when you finished you should call me over
No red rover, Rosa Acosta
I got her back against the wall she make the perfect poster
Every verse i bring the heat i'm like a human toaster
I heard them niggas tryna sleep i think they finally woke up
But how the fuck they talking down?
I'm in the presidential suite court side seats i'm sitting next to Leno
Trapping out the rental
In and out of traffic
Dee got that rock like heavy metal but his gun is plastic
And my bitch the baddest
Louie on the baggage
Stacking money habits
You should stick to rapping
I got a bitch who'll lick you up before she stick you up
Where my money, where my mula boy the jig is up!
Unh, they screaming put me in the game coach!
Unh, them niggas hacking in the lane coach!
Catch a couple bow's
Throw that dough like Brett Farve catch a couple loaves
Make her touch her toe's
Make her arch her back
I know she got a man, she say that nigga wack
Get that nigga wacked, get that nigga wacked
If he talking crazy
This that five star flow but i'm not signed to Baby
I won't step foot inside that club unless them niggas pay me
My woman killing all these hoes she leave em' on the pavement
Oh So Fucking Wavy!
Young Stunna