Chris Travis & Robb Bank$ - Solid [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
Fuck do you mean I come in and attack shit
Smoking so mean it got my blunt feeling mad bitch
Son of a king but I'm the one man bandit
Taking your dreams and then burn 'em like ashes
Running the money, I don't fuck with that cop shit
Burning ya up quick just like a hot pocket
Promise we greeding on go, don't stop shit
Your bitch legs in the air like she's about to do a drop kick
Boy i'm on this beat like knitting on stockings
Yeah i fucked that ho, then I left her in the lobby
Fuck first class with the captain in the cock pit
Pilling while dressing on a thousand dollar outfit
Young Chris Travis in her mouth, where you find me
Dope in the cabin with your bitch, eating salmon
Don't play your role, you can't be around me
Portraying the troll, bitch you better off clowning

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
And boy me and you, me and you, me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a fuck nigga
If i hopped off the porch with you
Just know I fuck with you
Just know I'm riding my nigga
Boy who you finna see
Boy you just copped a plea
I know you a liar my nigga
Fuck with Kenshin, fuck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my nigga
You know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that shit SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga

[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
And your bitch had her tongue in my ear
I ain't heard what you say, know your pussy from what I do here
Get it straight
I bring the pain bout time I regulate
I see the pussy in your face little boy don't play games
Get your mind right, niggas turn full dyke
First of my kind, I reprise in the moonlight
8 years straight I've been drinking dirty sprite
Eating clean lean diet, boy that savage life for life, right?
Made the baby cry, fuck your bm till the sun up
Gm to the non-believers, I just woke up
I make my bitch, yo' bitch, slow kiss the dick and cum quick
Don't ask where my project, I drop it, I make a mess
Boy these niggas in the mirror can't bear to keep looking
And all these hoes saltier then they own pussy
They gon' feed you bullshit that taste like your momma cooking
Try & dap me i let your hand levitate and I'm floating

[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
And boy me and you, me and you, me and you ain't the same
You boy you just a fuck nigga
If hopped off the porch with you
Just know I fuck with you
Just know I'm riding my nigga
Boy who you finna' see
Boy you just copped the plea
I know you a liar my nigga
Fuck with Kenshin, fuck with 2PhoneShawty
Yeah you know that, we SOLID my nigga
You know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Know that we SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that shit SOLID my nigga
Yeah you know that we SOLID my nigga