Madison X - F**k It [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
Everybody in the room, listen up
The exits to the left, if you ain't gettin' high as fuck

[Chorus]
I got a couple ratchet hoes I'm fuckin'
I be drunk in public
It's obvious that I don't give a fuck about nothin'
There's drugs that's in my system, you wouldn't want to fuck with
I'm like fuck it

[Bridge]
I'm riding round the city hanging out the window (FUCK IT!)
Back to back blunts of endo (PUFFIN!)
They muggin' wherever we go (FUCK E'M!)
Cause they know.. (We does it!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 1]
Fuck your 9 to 5 I had an upbeat day
Woke up, bumped some MGK
Sold some MCA
Smoked some kush & bout to go to the beach
Oh, you don't think I'm focused? You'll see
See, Walser gave me this flame
That boy keep changing his name
But I say fuck it, let e'm call you Walser
Long as it bang
Cocaine, dro strains
Gave ya baby mom's throat pain
Bout to blow up, Cobain's, membrane
Catch me downtown Boca, faded in a white tee
Ask me if I'm smoking crack again, bitch I might be
Heh - not really - I'm silly, but ya'll funny
Cause I'm try'na be, ya'll wasn't
I call bluffin', ya'll all huffin'

[Chorus]
I got a couple ratchet hoes I'm fuckin'
I be drunk in public
It's obvious that I don't give a fuck about nothin'
There's drugs that's in my system, you wouldn't want to fuck with
I'm like fuck it

[Bridge]
I'm riding round the city hanging out the window (FUCK IT!)
Back to back blunts of endo (PUFFIN!)
They muggin' wherever we go (FUCK E'M!)
Cause they know.. (We does it!)

[Verse 2]
Mob X gon' drop soon
Ya'll hate me, ya'll cartoons
Grown folk do not watch you
But me though? I drop jewels
Cop jewels & ball out
I'm all in, balls out
Balls to the wall, or in ya bitch mouth
It been the same from the start, hoe, it's Six South
40 ounces, shorties bouncin'
This ain't for fun, it's target practice
I'm bout to take rap and make a fortune out it
A motherfuckin' mortgage out it
Even in Miami, I'm coppin' a blizzard
Buy me a Sprite, drop in the sizzurp
I'm Chicago Bulls Jordan
I'm hot, I'm a winner
You more like Jordan
When he playin' for the Washington Wizards
I said, now you see me, now you don't
I'm fading out, behind a cloud of smoke

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3]
Since I was a young'n, I been grindin' for mine
Why work a 9-5 when I can turn 5 into 9
Saving all my chips homie, I won't Iverson mine
I'll be just fine, obviously, I'll be aight
Yeah, like Sergio, I'll be aight
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me, right?
I'm sorry Eminem, that I bit your lyric just now
Haters don't think I'm the man? Shit, give it awhile
It took Tennessee years to finally quit the denial!
Oh I hurt your feelings? Yep, you guessed it, kill yourself now
I'll still wear the crown
And rep the town's ground you were buried in, pal
It's Six South