Criss Lyric - True Talk [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: CRSLYRC]

Spliff on tuck give no fucks
Thread on a singer how I got it sewn up
Nigga I don't do blunts, I might hit once
Forget about the bitch call back in a month
New game but I play in the same arcade
New pack and it's loud as a KRK
New bitch got a nigga feeling A OK
If it ain't about the money nigga yo no se
Wait! wait! wait! I just got a nude, I just got a nude
Might fuck around and send one back
If the bitch wanna choose, the bitch gone choose
You niggas old news, crack that brew let me get on my lean
Hit that snooze, let me live out this dream
How he get that cool? fuck you mean? Pop duke is a chief
Man this shit in my genes, huh!
Making rounds paint the town
With a pretty brown skin vivrant thing
Heavy is the head who wears the burden of a crown
And yes I am king
Connetty niggas all about the fetty
We tryna get breaded up, stay ready for Armageddon
This ain't a image or scrimmage
This is the way that we live and how we live is how we get it
Big pack! Colder than a pimp named slick back
Bitch bad! You know the type to give a nigga whiplash
Flip racks! We do it for the love of the get back
Strong arm like roids in the vein, out of range tryna gain
I ain't playing when I say it, true talk!

[Hook: CRSLYRC]

I wanna run through a few vixens
Just to say I did it
Blow racks think nothing of it
Just to say that I did it
Smoke a whole thing to the face
Just to say I did it (2x)

[Bridge: CRSLYRC]

You see that there?
I did that there
Yea that right there (4x)

[Verse 2: CRSLYRC]

I plot on a plot with a crop load of pot
Wanna Hop in drop just copped from the lot
Or a yacht by the docks where it's hot
Getting twat by the flock
Can I hit that, pipe that, stroke that girl?
Roll that, light that, smoke that herb
What's the muh fuckin word?
My way of life is absurd but observe my swerve
Cerebral treatment I need from a queen
Freaky on the low but clean on the scene
Lightning McQueen, all You see is red on tracks when I speed
Heavy on the pedal , I deserve a medal
Everybody is a real nigga till you find out his daddy is Geppetto
Jiminy Cricket, chim chimney cheroo
My Mary is poppin, various options to choose from
You win some, you lose some
The black rose that grew from the gravel
The Phoenix who rose from the ashes
Passive aggressive might snap if you test me
I'm cool though, just don't let me morph into Cujo
Too cold Articuno, mutate into Mewtwo
You niggas too fufu go make yourself useful
Get the fuck out my ear with that blue tooth
Go learn something off YouTube
Too much time on your hands
Niggas like you wanna shine on the gram
But I got a plan to supply the demand
Understand where I stand with mine
It's a full time job being a master mind
And I'm quick to tell a bitch that I don't have the time
Cuz really half the time I'm out hunting for something
And I'll be at it till I'm past my prime
True talk

[Hook + Bridge]