Potter Payper - Problems [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Kemo]

Ugh I'm screaming pussy check the background
This ain't wrestling I still lay the smack down
So fuck shank beef I bring the strap round
Busy on the Lizzie I seen more than a red band
There's always broke niggas saying they wanna dead man
And start snitching when them boy see the fed van
You're not on it still following them man
Better hit the floor when you pussies see my leng man
One G don't need no ten man
And it's certified he's gonna let seven bang
That's six in your body one in your melon
Chilling with my niggas counting money, smoking lemon
Ugh I'm from the Eastside
With a bad B I call hun 'cah she fly
She's a ride or die pass the ting let me deep fry
Let the heat fly leave you on the street side
Ready getting money with my niggas fuck a cheap boy
Where I'm from if you get caught it's peak boy
Twenty-five eight no sleep boy
My Roleys submariner life deep boy
Can't slip when you're living in the sea boy
Only time I go to the bottom is to the weed boy
Sunday in a trap house cutting shapes no aquarium
Bitches on my Rolex why'd you think I'm wearing it
Ugh tell that pussy keep staring then
Big four-fizzy you'll be staring then
Cock it back and blaow where he went
All my niggas on some scary ting
Ugh
So they know this
Chilling on the blocks on my own tip

[Verse 2:Potter Payper]

We get money so we celebrating
Cos I was dead broke I was devastated
Now you could get a box on some MMA ting
Or you could get dropped relegated
In the trap house cutting down a load of punk
Only reason you got peng 'cah we showed you one
Don't bother asking what the soldier done
Terry tried coming with five pennies and a load of ones
So I sent him back i'm on an extensive trap
I got lemon like Lemsip packs
I was up in Ayelsbury working on my chest and back
Now i'm fresh home just looking for a lengthy stack
Still gotta dodge jakes
Cah I still got zed shots selling like hotcakes
I was up in Chelmsford working on the hot plate
Potters on some shit like a prostate
Nought seven gram shots looking like frost flakes
And i got dirt wraps colour of Beyonce
The line fires on an off day that's a 3000 Andre
You ain't Jim Conway
I get long money I don't get that shit the long way
Cah my line bangs on an off day
Dargy on an on day listen that's an Andre
Andre 3000 i'm on the roads like i need housing
I run the bush I don't beat round it
I'm in the deep end but who's drowning
Long money imma keep counting