Def Sound - †rill . e v e r y t h i n g . [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Verse 1:
I don't write 2 change your life
But if I do fuck it swag
I don't even like that line
Fuck it
Laugh
Hahaha

Innovative author
Flyer than a saucer
Chip on my shoulder just some salsa
My mind is a rubix cube
You're sounding like an interlude
You trying 2 get an interview
I'm trying 2 get an inner view

Its going down elevator
I'm going up elevator
Same shit different diapers though
Brain storming but but my windshield wipers broke

Fruit don't fall 2 far from thee apple store
When life gives you lemons fuck it make apple sauce
Stir it up laught it off
Priceless the tag cut off
Trillwave baby you ready 4 that cannon ball?
Splash

Hook:

Plaid everywhere
Trill everything
Splashing w/ mermaids
Exotic things
Babysitting baby leopards
Talking Models with shaved heads
Exotic things
Excuse me
What?

Verse ii :

Lil Def I make righteous bitches get low
I do what it do
Then I do what it don't
Spit it dope
Fake as fuck
Silicone
Feel them though
Raw as fuck
Minerals
Cold as fuck
Winter coat

Rhyme slayer
Divide the cheese up with no grater
Velveeta
Straight fever
Levitating through the streets of
Shit I don't know where I am
Sippin sangria
Yep

Fuck a topic I'm a profit and a predicate
Fuck who's on now
Time I'm ahead of it
Spit the shit they don't get
They gotta light kettles with
So deep
Speech level is
Sea level bitch

Meditating on a scroll
Tweeting hella fast
But they minds moving slow
My minds topless where thee roof go?
Pen's photography is oceanography Cousteau
Thee wittest insidious
Savant and thee idiot
I'm not a person I'm an idea thats limitless

World tour with J*Davey the Fam
This beat's BLT I swear that its h.a.m
2 dope for 2 dope boys
Kill em had no choice
Spit thee truth till I have no voice
They whole aura is moist
Flip a style like a coin
Ago had 2 take off my fanny pack 4 this one

Comm used 2 Love her now she doing Porno's
Delivery already home baby this DiGiorno
Swear that you ballin you ain't even on thee court though
My mind is a portal
Nah I ain't weird maybe you're just normal

I don't write 2 change your life
But if I do fuck it swag

Hook

Verse iii:
Randomly Writing thee coldest rap's bored as fuck
Waiting on a tow truck sitting, in a colda sack
Midas touch petting a golden cat
You hold thee map deciphering my english then you notice math
And My next shit, finna be the next shit
Lifes ain't a bitch she's naked waiting 4 me @ thee crib
Meant it if I said it
Left my ego @ the exit
My heart where a jet is
My head IS where the square root of red is
Even if I told you, you probably wouldn't get it
Idea's on infinite
Nigga I'm instrument
Sipping chai tea
Eating a Bannana nutriment
Plaid everywhere
Trill everythinnggggg