Yung Jon - Girls, Girls, Girls [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yo I'm putting verses in hearses ain't heard the worst of it the words is sick
You think that im snapping when I be cursing kid
I'm just rehearsing hoping I make it showing the world I'm something
Spitting fire burn in the 3rd degree yours is first to nothing
I be swerving puffing hit my girl I'm trynna learn I love it
Then I hit the block and flip an O so we can burn or something
You be turning up and I be working with my pen and pad
Flowing crazy finish up quickly so I can get a dab
Chilling highed up bitches call me like a yellow cab
We get high as fuck rolling up shit you ain't never had
Never mad always got some kush and some cash on me
Hotboxing in the whip trying not to get ash on me
Teacher thinks im working I be selling weed in math
Oh he spaz on these beats quick
So much flow got sea sick
And I int even been trynna kill it like a diseased chick
But I be running laps around these rappers like a track meet
No athlete but if you sending shots I'll serve back heat
But id rather get a cracked sweet and some crack weed and cruise around some backstreets
The game is a rat race I'm trynna stack cheese
My bag full 5 L’s don’t even make a dent in it
300 off a O hit the Louis store and im spending it
I bend ya chick backwards and slap her on the ass cheek
Strong arm raps you faggots is sounding mad weak
I got that loud so if you trynna talk then speak up
GDP OG Kush Silver haze your weed sucks
Just picked up like an hour ago already trynna re up
Everything goes to me in my prenup
I be chilling with my boys bragging like A B I C D cups
My freestyles better than your CD Cuts I beast what
Spit fire out my mouth like a motherfucking dragon do
I always be rolling bitches ride me like a wagon too
I ain't braggin but come on face it I got more swag than you
Heat and hot bitches like its Malibu
Eatin hot dishes my bitches stickin to salad ooh
The judge tryna knock me cuz he sees my ice like hockey
And he knows I make bangers like his motherfucking gavel fool
Always been a rascal prolly cuz my little stature but I stay snapping
Blowing nice ghosts like I was casper
Disaster on these beats they be scared when I come through
Got your girl and your girls girls girls trynna come too