Zoetic - Digits [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse:Zoetic]
With different genre's, im makin' hella commas
Thats the first double entendre, go spark the marijuana
Oh you don't got some? lemme spark this llama
So you could receive some problems like minajin' wit Maddonna
I'm droppin' the common knowledge that this artist keeps it honest
One hunit, bad bitches around me, like a college
Ebonics, spoken by a white boy with harmonics
You doubt me? i've been smokin' chronic since an embryonic
These phonics, got me speakin' in tongues, like i'm demonic
But i got the voice of a god, now isn't that ironic?
You could call it what you want it, bad bitch wit ass and she flaunt it
I want it...
I want it...
So i, slide up her neck, wit both hands on her breasts
I tell her that she's the best, and she rewards me wit sex
And in the background you hear them speakers playin' that tic
That's something else, some other shit
Fuck a bitch until the rubber split
Hit it too fast and i might just spit
Tie her body down and i'm likin' it
So fuck the game, cause i'm pipin' it
And fuck the pen that you writin' wit
I don't like ya stuff stop recitin' it
You'll never be more than a whiny bitch!
Yo... i'm the opposite of Ghandi
Wit this molly in my body
You prolly, couldn't calm me wit a hundred spartan armies
Imma zombie, eatin' brains is my muthafuckin' hobby
I wanna stick my vampire fangs into ya jugular vein
And watch the blood drain!
Like i'm starin' at the sink when the faucet's turned on
So why the fuck would i turn down, can we move on?
Like it was Uhaul, i'm hittin' the cue ball
Inside of a pool hall, she givin' me blue balls
I told her she's too gall, my money is too tall
You tryin' to shot call, stop dressin' like Rupaul
You shoppin' in cheap malls, you shootin' i hit sprawl
End it once and for all... you cannot beat me ya'll
Like i said before, move on
I'm mixin' potions inside the blackest caul-
Dren because i sin before the day even begin
Levitate above my bed
Every night i'm gettin' head
Battle me put up ya bread
But you better check the spread
Cause all i ever do is win
And imma keep shittin' till the very end when i'm dead, muthafucka

[Hook]
Asshole, i burn bridges for the riches
Mind on my money mental sky is the limit
If you can't take the heat, get out of hell's kitchen
It's gettin' hotter by the minute, mufucka's is makin' digits(x2)
Dig it