Lil Skies & Kamrin Houser - Freak Ho’* [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: Lil Skies]
Ayy, ayy
Da-da-da-da-da 
Woah,  da-da-da-da-da, ayy
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
I keep money into freak hoes
A  lotta diamonds, lotta real clothes
Yeah,  ayy
Based1 got them bands, ho

[Chorus: Lil Skies]
Rich  nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride  for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code

[Verse 1: Heartbreak Kid]
I tell my brother we got millions, but we need more
And if he try me, we gon' find them like he Nemo
And if he lackin' then we gon' send some shots like he need more
And you can't try me nigga, you don't want no free smoke
Woah, I'm the one, yeah
Niggas steady talkin' shit, ain't pullin' up, yeah
I got all designer feds, Dior be classy
Tell my brother we gon' make it there, now look at us, yeah

[Bridge: Heartbreak Kid]
Soliders, we never lackin', it get tragic
Pull up nigga, make it happen, it's automatic
I was runnin' down to Phil with a package
Pull a nigga with the stick and let them have it

[Chorus: Lil Skies]
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
More money, more cash
I just fucked a nice bitch with a fat ass
Niggas hatin' on me, get my 40, let it flash
'Cause shorty wanna date me, but I had to let it pass
Well, you know, these niggas that be hatin', they be so broke
These bitches always tryna take a photo
I had to tell the little ho' no-woah-oh

[Chorus: Lil Skies]
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code