Miles Ryan - The Plug [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Miles Ryan]

I just got back from Atlanta
My relatives told me keep grindin'
Boy you got the juice, Tropicana
Round table minding my manners
I might just go touch down in Vegas
See buzzo cause he got the blammers
I dress like my mirror's the cameras
I feel like I'm already famous
Boy I need that range for my mama
Zeroes and commas
Don't try us, we with that drama
I turn that spot to Uganda
I don't know why but we shot him I'm sorry your honor...
Never been to jail and I don't plan to go
Nowadays these niggas don't got nothin' that they standing for
Imma press the line, powder fine
That's a gram of snow
I told my plug to triple pack the brown sugar D'angelo
We do that for k-9's
Heard about another juug from the grapevine
They talkin' 'bout uzi's, AK's, 9's
You know them long clips, shit this ain't Vine
And if it's 'bout the product then I'm picky
If it's super sticky then hit Ricky on the blicky
My main chicky only get a quicky
Loyal to my clicky
If I got a hundred then my partner got 50
I always got some hitters with me
If I'm not I'm Popovich got that Thiago Splitter with me
My bitch is bitter with me
Hoes want a picture with me
She off a bean I might lick her if the liquor in me
I feel that
Cheffin' up the stove is real hot
And if I pull out my wallet it look like I spilled guac
Bust a script or two I bet you I can make a seal pop
Westside, we still tryna find whoever killed Pac
And I know my LA niggas still flock
This Orange County, I can point you to a jewelry filled spot
Believe it
Boy I don't know why I'm so conceited
From now on hello Mr. Wavy's how I'm gettin' greeted
My ego super hungry I know someone finna feed it
And you can either like it, or love it, or leave it

[Hook]

Cause everybody wanna be the plug
But don't nobody wanna get robbed
Everybody talkin' 'bout drugs
But they don't know what come with the job

I'm wavy, I'm wavy baby (x2)