Kai Lambda (ΧΛ) - 64 Bars [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: yunG nigga Boy]
*Harmonizes "Young" and "Nigga Boy"*
(Pourin' a 4 in a 2 liter) [x2]

[Verse 1: yunG nigga Boy]
YunG nigga Boy on the beat
Afro with beach
-es, beaches
I don't give a fuck, I got switches
In my car, in my whip
Foreign bitch (oooooh weeeee)
YunG nigga Boy on the beat
YunG nigga Boy so discreet
In the street, we got beats, ooooh weeee, she she
YunG, yunG nigga Boy in the thang
YunG, yunG, yunG

Damn

[Interlude: ΧΛ]
Yeah, nigga in the booth drinkin' mimosas, you feel me?
Shout out to my nigga, yunG nigga Boy (yunG nigga Boy!)
*Laughs*

[Verse 2: ΧΛ]
Uh
Okay, I go by "Young Kai", Kai Lambda
And i'm Black, White, Asian like a young panda
Young Bamboo meets Fu Manchu
I'm the nigga running the game they yelling "shoot, man, shoot"
Don't worry 'bout me, nigga, you do you
But on the real, I got nothing to do with you
So please let me introduce, my name is Marquis Bentley
And i'm on my grind, can't stop until I get a Bentley
Yeah, that line was predictable
Mama told me "eat ya vegetables"
So i'm off this edible
God damn, I feel incredible
Wait, is that why it's called "incr[edible]"?
You say it's medicinal, but is ya doctor credible?
Prescriptions up, i'm eating these niggas calling Hannibal Lecter-ble
I'm coming in crucial like a muthafuckin' Lunchable

[Verse 3: Halfadelic]
Coming in, i'm flexible
Coming in like Hannibal Lecter and i'm coming special
I'm coming undetectable, i'm coming with a reachable
I'm coming with a Lunchable
Yo, i'm killin' and i'm crunchin' yo
And imma come in like "clutch time" when i'm clutchin', yo
I'm coming in i'm un-despicable, Despicable Me
I'm lookin' like a lettuce, G
Boy, i'm lookin' like a Spelling Bee
And I kill it every nigga comin' correctin' me (stumbles)
He comin' to correct it, G, I pressed it, G
I'm lookin' complex-ed, G
I'm complex-ed, i'm perplexed, with niggas on my vest
Boy, they pulling on my chest
And they pulling on my vest and my finger
And i'm killing it, next
And i'm killing it, rest
I don't even rest, I stop
I kill 'em and i'm looking at the clock
Cause tick-tock has got him on my watch
I'm just killin' on the block and I stop
And I pop-pop a nigga that came on the fucking block
And he lookin' like a nigga, like a sock
I don't even fuck with that, bruh, that's coming off my pot

[Outro: yunG nigga Boy]
YunG (x5)
Nigga Boy