Black Smurf - Clinetele [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Eddy Baker]
Popular I’m poppin’ bitch
I’m cocky and I’m arrogant
Rolling up this broccoli im higher than a rocket ship
Healthy Boyz we dropping hits
You ain’t climbed you stand bitch
I’m on some super sonic shit
PoPo up and down the block asking I ain’t saying shit
Posted in the trap
Used to flip some packs to pay the rent
Only want them dollars I ain’t grinding in designer shit
All black hoodie, Old as fuck
Kicks look like a piece of shit
Used to be stuck at the house
But now I’m always taking trips
Went beast mode up on the damn
I swear that I’m a fucking pit
Got a little buzz now I swear I think that I’m the shit
Bitches on the dick
Niggas swear I think that I’m a pimp
Fucked up on some drugs
More than buzzed swear that I’m a trip
Posted with some thugs keep the snub burner on the hip
I don’t show no love
Real shit
That’ll get you killed
Out here on my lonely so it’s fuck how a nigga feel

[Hook: Eddy Baker]
2 QP’s I flipped that myself
Niggas say they smoking loud and rolling
Bitch you asked the right price bitch i might sell
Cell phone boomin bitch I got clientele
Got clientele Got clientele
Cell phone boomin bitch I got clientele
Got clientele Got clientele
Cell phone boomin bitch I got clientele
Got clientele Got clientele
Cell phone boomin bitch I got clientele
Got clientele Got clientele
Cell phone boomin bitch I got clientele

[Black Smurf]
Say it’s a drought in the east but not in my section
[?] finessin’
Hold it where my nigga quick hold don’t charge with possession
Where they ain’t even search ya car
That was a blessing
I got plenty clientele [?] to my new commission
Now I’m strong boomin hard why I keep up protection
Send them shottas to ya spot you get juked just for flenchin’
Getcha killed in a second keep playing detective
Swear if I fuck with you I fuck with you the long way
You double cross me then the scene turn into a cold case
I don’t serve no nigga no bruh you gotta meet me
Come try some shista shit
You see that thang in 3D
Four half an ounces bitch watch how quick I get rid of this
Now I’m the hustle god you just can’t tell em make the shit
Bitch you gon’ touch on me tryna see how real niggas feel
Don’t trust too many hoes cause they plotting to get ya killed
So don’t come playing in these streets if you wanna live
Número uno to this shit don’t bring heat where ya live
Playing for fields on the real type shit I can’t forgive
They came with bread with two men and that shit how it is
On the low and you a ho know that fa sho nigga
Spending money on me ho gon’ wind up broke nigga
I’m just a hustling ass dope smoking water [?]
She get a glimpse of Black Smurf and she expose a nigga
But on the real I’m just tryna make my money triple
While smoking weed cruising round on a bicycle
These niggas mad cause I’m no longer fucking with em
See it’s just me and my squad screaming fuck the system

[Instrumental Breakdown]