Chubby Jag - High Music [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Chubby Jag]
Yeah, Hah
Chubby, Y'all know what it is y'all
Fliest fat nigga you know
Go ahead and get that weed roll
Get that drank, what ever you sipping
We ain't here tonight you know
Fliest fat nigga you know
Chubby
Yeah
Blood

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
Awwh, Yeah Chubby here, get me Chubby here
I fee like I gotta do something, cause shits been ugly here, yeah
L.A. nigga, I know they love me here
And aye since I got on, shit been lovely here
Yeah I'm a hustle 'till I hit the numbers, no lotto
Ex hoes got me sipping exo, the whole bottle
My Philly niggas got me whipping up, no auto
And bad bitches roll blunts for me, role models
Get the money then power, we ready for action
And my pen, pen power is ready for smacking
So just know I'm on your head, you already relaxing
I stay focused cause my rap is already distractions
I got everybody imagining the sound of light
Mad cause I'm sounding tight, all my shit be sounding right
Swear I should get the crown tonight
All the best rappers stand around, gimme a pound of nice
Swear I'm a hold it down tonight
Mr. Switch It Up, wonder how I'mma sound tonight
Party like I did something, we smoking a pound tonight
I'm soaking in some pussy, I could drown tonight
Genuine Rihanna shit, yeah we running the town tonight
Just be happy for me, don't show me a frown tonight
I know that everything be hard for you, we gon' clown tonight
I need a moment of silence, for my Momma Do
And though you cookie Momma, you just like my Momma to
You treated me just like a son, cause that's how Momma's do
I did done so much man, only if my Momma knew
Tell them haters wake up, niggas sleeping much
We swimming in money, is it deep enough
She talked shit to my dick, I got a speaking of
I know her baby creeping up, she mad I say I keep in touch, Chubby
Yeah, tell them labels to throw them figures at me
Bitches throw they draws and paparazzi throw them pictures at me
They say I gotta shot, that's why I'm trigger happy
I don't need it all man, I'll be happy if my niggas happy
I'm almost dead, man I'd be happy if they heard the kid
Travel all year, I'm back in Cali now, work the bid
I mean look at all the cash that my team making
I got a squad full of chefs, my whole team baking
Yeah we dream chasing, this that Ryde or Ride music
This that real shit, chill shit, High Music, Chubby