T.A.S.E. - Pretty Flacko II [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[TASE]

Who the jiggy nigga
With the gold fangs
Got me reminiscing
Bout my old days
Boy you know 214
Got it always
Steering this wheel
And it's okay
Then turn this wheel and we smoking
Puffing that potent
Leave you unspoken
Boy you can't hang with the chosen
Hoes in my closet they chosen
Whipping that soft mayne
Hoes they can't hang here too often
Back to the cleaners they often
Back to the cleaners like balmain
Young Pretty Flacko
Im suave mayne
Young pretty Flacko the swag man
All black like batman
I be that bad man
Wearing the yeezys all tan
Met a young girl
And that's word to Japan
Hop in the the P
That's the plan
Dam she a fan
Blowing so hard like a fan
Hop on the beat like a fan
Took off her pants
And she took me to France
I'm just like dam
Bring all your friends
Brews in the fridge
Now all divisions is bridged
Unlike a fish
I drown in water
Don't think too much
Though I'm rhyming so smarter
Rage like a raptor
Carter and after
I'll be the charger
You be the adapter
Flipping the page
Changing the chapter
Might just may change my
Dam career to an actor
Money's a factor
Like cheese is a Packer
Hoping to one day
Grow wheat in my Pasteur
Beat and beat I cause a disaster
Seam to defeat it I'm never defeated
You look so depleted on thrones I be seated

On bones I be feasting
I swell like a bee sting
I float like a butterfly

Young Suave da Flacko I never lie
Bug on the net and I'll never die
Swag on my feet im a pretty guy
Swag on the beat and its gritty
Turn up the city
My flows so dam witty
Make rappers look silly
Free all of my niggas like Willie
We're making Milli's
I'm feeling like Billy

Rolling with death and pretty girl
Your feeling a feeling inferior
Killing this beat like a serial
Killing the beat eating cereal
Head so dam big like Arsenial

Nigga like really doe
Roll me a philly doe

Heated like Venus
I hit like a helix
She fine like the Phoenix
Get pussy like Felix
She touching my.... wow
I said I'm the meanest
My city is scenic
My chic looks anemic
But really she's vegan
In love with my region
I'm leading a legion
My team is competing
Their hairlines reseeding
My life has no meaning
I'm streaming this weaving
Creating a purpose
Your useless your worthless
Don't copy my cursive
You'll end up herses

Killing these verses
Yet humble in person
Just look in my eyes
And you'll see the diversion
Writing this sermon
Deep deep like a barrel
Of Sherman
I fucking Tie die my shirt like it's burning

Woke up for this in the morning
Curing this stress and this yearning
This Pretty young Flacko's been buried