Yung Jon - High Maintenance [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Yo
See I'm fucking crazy insane and
Spitting so many bars people starting to lose their patience
Waiting
For the mixtape
But on the way you gotta stop and smell the fragrance
Yea that’s haze I'm destined for greatness
People surprised especially cuz who I hang with
No I don’t bang shit I only fuck with beats that bang
Looking clean with so much weed you could say I'm high maintenance
No illuminati not a mason, I'm amazing
Dream chasing sipping vodka with a chaser
Rolling jays up, think you hot, well slow your pace sir
Got a bitch named Anna I get in her like a Pacer
Treat her like I'm santa I make her ride me then slay her
Riding Panamera my flair has got bitches staring
Cuz we ridin round town rolling up swishers and swearing
Got stupid flow never been in a studio
But I spit my verse and have em going crazy like the hair on Coolio
The album coming soon they’ll hear it and they'll be like ooh he flow
Hit up ya bitch I be like cutie yo got two doobies rolled
We could share em or we could really just puff one each
But I'd like to play with that thing inside ya mouth that touch ya teeth
And I ain't talking bout you cheeks unless you talking bout the other
Yea ya jeans look pretty nice but I'm really tryna get under
Uncover anything you had to hide
The last thing any girl would let you uncover is her mind
To be honest I don’t mind cuz time is money
And those 2 things rule the world I'm trynna get mine dummy
Write these rhymes recite these lines I guess that I'm living fine
To be honest I'm tryna be at fashion week in Milan
On my grind like I'm skating you hating I'm staying baking
Dream chasing waiting creating with dan and jake and
Hoping that we make it say we wastin our time
But when we do you gon be the one waiting in line
We be on stage prolly got an O worth of blunts
And a whole lotta hoes saying yo turn it up
We gon kill it cuz were sick and think were what the games been missin
In my mind we just been spitting writtens to rhythms
They tell me keep it up but im so baked I thought he said I need a dutch
Pull one out my pocket already had it rolled up
Spark that bitch you know I like my motherfucking weed
And if you ain't tryna hit it then you can fucking leave

Don’t fuck with me