Viarritz - Trap (Freestyle) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Trapping make it happen, couple ounces in the packages
Stacking chips immaculate, while bitches just be actin' rich
The fuck you think you're up against, it's me and my whole team, bitch
Just sitting on cream, split cause money make me mean quick
She's mad because her dad's a fiend, she's nagging 'bout his tendencies
But she don't know, that shit he smoke, that man been straight gettin' it from me
Ain't no remorse up in these streets, you do what a mother fucker got to do
A lot to prove, got blocks to move, no bitch, this cheddar's not for you
Hold up
Let me reiterate it for you bitches who don't get it
I've been killing it since day one, but no mother fucker I'm just not finished
This kushy fragrance has made its way through my whole estate and
I bet the neighbors ain't even mad cause this bud 100 and causing cravings
The fuck's a fed to a t-rap god?
I'll discuss the bread and he'll leave out awed
If I prod your broad with the thought of this life
You know I just made your bitch my bitch, right?
I'm posted with my squad, and we bout to go rillas
Cashing out scrilla I've been stacking as your dealer
Say bye-bye hater cause that shit can evaporate
Get out my face, move b-b-bitch, I got cash to make