Young Lace - Bad Bitches & Good Weed [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse]
Models in my bed, dreams in my head
Visualize what I'm doing so I seen what I said
I'm a fiend for the bread, white, wheat, rye
Hustle 24/7, I can sleep when I die
Flying outta town, getting high by the pound
Bad girl give a nigga head when I'm down, nigga
Adam, no Eve, living how I please
Leave a fake nigga hanging like an apple on a tree
I'm in Oklahoma City, kicking it with James
My eyes low, sipping champagne at the game
I love a long flight, I love a long night
And I love a bad girl tryna make a wrong right
Look into my eye, tell me what you see
You see a nigga getting paid, getting money, doin' me
My eyes stay low, smoke a lot of weed
And I rock a lot of gold but I ain't talking Mr. T
Nigga what? What you want? Where you going? Where you been?
How you looking out of jail when you dippin' in a Benz
Man I'm on, I'm on, I ain't tryna fall off
And I got the kind of game make a model call off
Man I've been travelling the world, puffing weed up on that jet
And I just came home from the pen, buying weed from the fucking night rep
And there's still stress at home, a whole lot of shit that I gotta control
Now I'm living that young nigga life, this whole night so right I don't wanna grow old
My ice, my swag, got my bitch in a brand new bag
Met this girl in a club last night, hit that twice and I put her in a cab
And that's wrong but I'm so on, I ain't got no time to check my phone
No time to write no tapes, nigga I'm so on nigga I got next
OMG, nigga I'm gon' see PHD bread nigga no MD
Scream for God when I go in deep and I don't buy nothin' but O.G
????? I'm on probation, I'm on parole nigga roll that weed
Got stamps and my passport nigga my location is overseas