Youngster Clique - I got that [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

//..Chorus..//

I got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2
Nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2

//.. Young Aux ..//

( young aux ...)
G shock no rollee/
Its just me and my homies/
Hella bands hella bands/ we pop tags with hella bands/
T-shirt printed Y.C might get sponserd by nike/now these niggers tryna steal my swag like a thief in the night/
All white teeth no fake jewls im too clean/
Tatoo on her back says Aux bout that cream/
I might pull up in a light h0use/
Pop a niggers lights out/for all that hating/
Can't count the money im making/
Oh god it feels like i made it/
Have you ever felt the feeling of couting up on a million/
Chillin with bitches we sippin/
Purple cush in that cabin/if you can't aford me i ain't performing/
Swag is when i wake up while your bitch is snoring/
Im a self made cheese boy straight brewd from mzansi/
Tell that ain't swag enough jelouse phantsi/

//..chorus..//

I got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2
Nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2

//..Raw Deal..//

(yeah,nah man,Youngster Clique,Raw Deal...)

Im Raw Deal/
OG/
Oh shiit im back again/
Flawsin up,yellow shit/yellow vans thats killer swag/
Dressing like a pilot/
My swag fly as heaven/
Yourll baby kites oh god/
My bitch fly oh my/
No beef niggers im sorry/
My white girl is foriegn/
You fake niggers is hating/im smelling like a G/
These hoes on my dick/
Im tryna get that paper/
Im flawsin like a bitch/
Step back bitch stop hating/
Im gone see my baby/
You broke ass dont have them/
Mother fucker its Raw Deal/
Hating niggers go to hell/

//..chorus..//

I got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2
Nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2

//..Gizz Y.H..//

(less yada yada,and more swaging for youngster clique you dig,its Gizz Youngster Halla...)

Im on my black berry swag/
I dont have to brag/
Stacking stacks on em stacks/
Im talking cash
Fuck the cheques/
Money to the bank only promos in the bag/
And buddy thinks his fly cause he little bit famouse/
Im canserouse/
Rediculouse/
Perfections of the genesis/
Somebody should have told ya/
My swag might extort ya/
Ill scriptures speak for themselves broucher/
Mommy scooping out in the stars in a blink you lost her/
Im on my fly ish/
I buy ish/
Street attitude im bout it/
Flyer then a muh/
Keep my business on the low like a sports car/
Nah uh uh/
I dont even have to talk about it/
Cause im bout it ya dig/

//..Chorus..//

I got that swag,i got that swag,i got that swag,i just don't talk about it x2
Nah uh uh i just don't talk about it,uh uh nah i just don't talk about it x2