Saks Fifth Ant - SQUALOR [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Saks Fifth Ant]

Hands on me I can't lose
Watch me cross a nigga out his ankles
Feeling like Hotsauce (EW EW!)
Ghost ride till I pop off
And if he really really want it gotta hit em in the spleen
And that gold chain look crazy when I dip it in the lean
And my pockets pristine
Don't surf in my product or work in my wallet that's not what you need
I got pills you got dreams
You got dreams
I got bills you not fiends
So get in good with me
And my work can fill in your seams
Least that's the way it seems
I'm just trying to go crazy
I'm just trying to go crazy
Prolly buy my old lady a diamond Mercedes
At least worth a hundred and eighty
Then I turn my life around and it's gravy
Filas on my feet on my feet like a old white man in his forties
No I wasn't looking at shorty
She probably just saw me on the forgies
I'm all in yo shit and I'm corny
And you won't throw a fade cause you boring
Nigga what you talking bout if Zoloft calm me down I'mma need about forty
Me and my squad almost there
No need to sit tight
Backpack and black strap black hack sack couple black blackjacks got me feeling midnight
If you don't like it little nigga get right
I won't beat yo ass aye but my bitch might
And that's prolly unfair hey but it's life
And that's prolly unfair hey but it's life

[Outro: Saks Fifth Ant]
And I'm just so glad I'm not dead