King Fantastic - Los Angeles International [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Beach bunny and beer getting the smack down
Sound of waves crashing faintly in the background
Empty bottle of tequila by my flip-flops
Half-ounce of mega bomb in the ziplock
I do the southern Cali cool shit with ease dude
You won’t catch me wild n’ out that ain’t my steez dude
I try to live my life blowing in the breeze dude
So if life’s a bitch I keep her on her knees dude

I’m in my pretty car knocking shottay
Using a Fatburger cup as my ashtray

I got a text from my young bitch in Bowling Hills
Said they’re warming up the pool and I should come chill
Said she’d been sipping on mimosas since she woke up
And it’s been a while since she had that slow fuck
Said she’d make it worth my time if I show up
Nigga I wanna be me when I grow up

I’m a LAX kind of nigga
Pussy eating slow sex kind of nigga
Not the one you wanna test kind of nigga
Los Angelino I’m the best kinda of nigga

One time for the West Coast
Two times for California
Three times for the City of the Angels
Carne Asada and Corona

I don’t know shit about bottle service
But I pop bottles at bonfires
I’m smoking on fluffy sitting with Buffy
I met her in Venice walking her puppy

You look at that ocean and that’s infinity
It’s all that it’s been and all it’s gonna be
Every inch of this city caught in my memory
From the Northridge dorms to elementary
When I was wasting away in the penitentiary
I was missing my city and she was missing me
But now I’m home and she’s giving me all her energy
The King is back let’s sing to that


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I grew up on the beach homie
I don’t get impressed by those shiny things