King Kold - 50's Flow [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I will be your performer tonight
So let's have a good time
Let's go

[Verse 1]

Yea I'm on my 50's shit
Hitting sock hops in the gymnasium
Trying to get into some risky business
Jamming to Carl Perkins
Shawty get to dancing
She jitterbug, shake, rattle and roll
A free soul, ain't no stopping
Elvis Presley bars, have this jail house rocking
Me and my crew makes moves and spread loot
The Modern American bandstand
Spread our music and dance across the land
Influential, been ill
Check the credentials

[Hook]:
Darlin'
Oh little darlin'
Oh, where are you?

[Verse 2]

Only time We do the twist is on our blunts end
What you expect man?
We just a bunch of bridge and tunnel kids
Bunch of beatniks
Drive in theaters
If we have beef you ain't safe
Hit you up in back of the matinee
Put bullets on ya chest like you brought the conical bra back that same day
Cruising slow in the hot rod
Cadillac convertible
Dice on the rear view
Got a couple 45's I barely get to use
Feeling like Ricky Ricardo cause my girl always in a jam
But dammit I love it
Could never play a Lone Ranger
No Clayton Moore
Picture perfect life
Like the families of post war
Why you think I gloat for? Huh

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Stuff hydro in the bong
Till I'm hydro bombed
Throw a couple more in the juke box
While I flirt with shawty in the poodle skirt and white bobby socks
To see if she know how to bob or nah
On her knees like it's holy hour
Pocket full of green presidents, originally with white faces
Segregated from my black card as if my wallet racist
Man
My squad go ape shit
This our year home wait for it
Yea
It's Kold