T.R.A.P. Squad - Hot Nigga (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Produced By: Jahlil Beats]

[Intro: CP Junior]
Yeah
Young CP
Sp@dez
L.E.X. the Assassin
It's the mother fucking T.R.A.P. Squad
I'm bout to shmoney dance on this nigga's grave
What's up

[Verse 1: CP Junior]
Young CP is a hot nigga
Gavirr bout to get dropped nigga
My gun about to cock niggas
I'm coming with the squad nigga
Yeah I'm about to fuck it up
Sipping out the double cup
I don't think I've done enough
You soft like peanut butter son
T.R.A.P. Squad is coming up
Bout to kill another one
Bullets out my fucking gun
They gon have you ducking son
I see you fucking running son
You calling me a wack ho
Acting like an ass hole
You fucking with CP
So you bout to get clapped bro
This nigga is a PC
But I'm a fucking Mac ho
I've been through shit you can't imagine
I ain't fronting, I ain't actin'
I've actually been in action
So you should just give up rappin'
Quit fucking with the T.R.A.P. Squad
You need to fucking back off
This nigga is a wack fraud
My clique is fucking phat god

[Verse 2: Sp@dez]
EAT AYASS
Who the fuck you calling cockroach
I'm bout to crisp that ass like french toast
Don't fuck with me cause now I'm in the zone
Look like a praying mantis with down's syndrome
Smell your breath through the mic
It smell like mildew
Your mother fucking rhymes and your style is fucking overdue
Fuck with my little bro and the whole fucking team
The words that you spitting
You don't even know what half of them mean
I may spit dirty but my mouth stay clean
Haha over here doing the shmoney dance
While you over there, Gavirr, doing the no money dance
Serve you up on a platter
Fuck your bitch and she splatter
Rising from the bottom to the top like chutes and ladders
Little bitch ass Gavirr
Put on them glasses and watch this foot in your ass appear
Sitting in the crib and I'm drinking a smoothie
While your bitch ass was in jail getting fucked in the booty
I'm a goofy mother fucker
You a groupie mother fucker
You eating booty mother fucker
Look like Lala Loopsie mother fucker
Your lips are droopy mother fucker
This is a movie mother fucker
With yo bitch ass
Mother fucker
Yeah

[Verse 3: L.E.X. the Assassin]
This little bitch thought he was a hot nigga
Till I put the antifreeze flow on him and now he's not nigga
These verses I spit are like scriptures from the bible
But I'm not feeling holy
Make this nigga feel so salty his face become the new emoji
Punch his glasses to contacts
Slice his neck and watch him die slowly
Stomp his ass in the fetal position rolly polly
Holy moly
Killing you with the Elementary bars homie
Think you tough cause you been to jail
Anybody can go to jail phony
You call me Lexy but that's something that my bitches do
And that's funny cause I don't ever remember claiming you
So I guess you felt so butt hurt from my last verse
That your brain went into reverse
And you thought I was your boy from the penn
Well think again
You don't want me to come out with a solo track
Cause I might just send some shots to your chest
That will blow out your back
And if you think you can come back after that
You'll get slammed on your ass
No wrestling matt
Wack ass bars I see where you at
With a weak response I didn't want to do it to him
But now he's got a one way ticket to visit Grim
The Reaper
And if you want to do dirt
Just letting you know I can dig deeper
With lethal flows that will put your ass in the sleeper