RetcH - Disclaimer [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Production by H.N.I.C.]

[Intro]
This is a disclaimer
This is not to hurt anybody's feelings (real talk)

[Verse 1]
Yo
This ain't no Macklemore cuz this packs is raw
No Iggy Azalea neither, niggas sellin' bags of ether
Not that One Direction shit that your mom bump
These pussy niggas holdin' rope and gettin' lined up
This not Ariana Grande, bitches sippin' lattes
This that trunk full of bricks nervous on the highway
This ain't Miley Cyrus dog, this is niggas wilin'
This ain't no Bruno Mars, this niggas poppin' bars
This ain't that J. Holiday that Jeremih
This that taking over buildings selling dubs of fire
This ain't no Wale, this ain't no Makonnen
This junkies dying in the stairwell cause the dope is potent
That's my nigga, but this ain't a fuckin' Mac Miller
This that niggas callin' back cuz the pack killer
This ain't for the radio, this ain't for Grammys
This that sellin smack and tucking bread with your granny
This ain't no Justin Bieber, but that nigga nice
This yo' friends catching bodies, now they doing life
Just tryna bubble off the sniff, this ain't no Taylor Swift
This is niggas holdin butter, ain't no Jonas Brothers
This ain't Pitbull and this ain't Flo Rida
This that even if ya bitch told you go find her
This ain't B.o.B. just sellin' TNT
Tossin packs right out the whip 'fore the peeps can see
This ain't John Legend
Shout out John Legend
It's your block doin' numbers cuz the dime seven

[Hook]
Yo
I can tell you what it is but I just tell you what it ain't
I was nineteen in the park shootin' dice and smokin' dank
Gettin' twisted with my niggas
Charlie came through with the drank
And I only had a half a loud but dog we made it work
Thinkin' back to all them nights, slangin' X and doin' dirt
When I was slidin' through the X to grab a thousand pack of percs
Now I left my ex, getting five thousand for a verse
Quick to get you exed, hit your man, lie him in a hearse, nigga