Videoclip
Rica
(Skelez, oh, my God)
– (Skelez, oh, Mi Dios)
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Niun hende no por bisa mi un kos di bèrdat pasobra mi tin cortadónan, yu di puta
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Mi ta Virgil te ora Mi muri, no, mi no por ta niun otro
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Mi a bisa mi helikopter ku e úniko kos ku nos tin ta otro
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Mi ta di e tipo ku mester lanta muraya ora nan ta hunga boling pasobra mi ta un kanalón (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I ain’t fucked your sister, bitch, I’m just a motherfucker
– Mi no a broma ku bo ruman muhé, e kachó, mi ta djis un yu di puta.
Nah, I’m lyin’, I knocked her ass down too and we got in lots of trouble, ugh
– No, mi ta gaña, mi a dal su tras tambe i nos a haña nos mes den hopi problema, ugh
“Fuck Mexican OT and fuck his raps, he’s just a bitch”
– “NA mierda E ot mexicano y na mierda su raps, e ta solamente un kachó
Ho, I’m Virgil ’til I die, and, oh, yes, sir, I’m with the shits (fah, fah, fah, fah)
– Ho, mi Ta Virgil te ora Mi muri, i, oh, sí, señor, mi ta Ku e kosnan di bèrdat (fah, fah, fah, fah)
On 288, swingin’ elbows like I’m in the UFC
– Na 288, balansa mi codonan manera SI fuera MI TABATA DEN UFC
My chopper got a mind of its own, so if it shoot, it ain’t on me
– Mi helikopter tin un mente propio, pues si e tira, e no ta depende di mi.
I stay after F because I’m a G
– Mi ta keda despues Di F pasobra mi Ta Un G
Bad bitch with me, she stay on fleek
– E ta keda fleek
Miami Heat, up and shoot, shoot a three
– Miami Heat, subi i tira, tira un triple
Call my chopper “Kick” because it knock out a knee
– E ta yama mi helikopter “Kick” pasobra e ta dal un rudia
Yes, bitch, I’m cutthroat, no love, ho
– Sí, kachó, mi ta sin piedat, sin amor, ho
We gon’ get ’em done, foe
– Laga nos terminá, enemigu
Hop out with these sticks, I told my tío, “Let that mug blow”
– Salta ku e palonan aki, mi a bisa mi tio, “Laga e sopla e kop ei”
Mismatch my designer, got me feelin’ like I’m Lud Foe
– E no ta coincidi cu mi diseñador, e ta haci mi sinti manera Un enemigo Di Lud
If the bitch can’t afford my watch, then I ain’t got time for a itty-bitty broke ho (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Si e kachó no por paga mi reloj, anto mi no tin tempu pa un bankrut chikitu ho (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Ayo, is that That Mexican OT?
– Ayo, esei ta E OT Meksikano?
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Niun hende no por bisa mi un kos di bèrdat pasobra mi tin cortadónan, yu di puta
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Mi ta Virgil te ora Mi muri, no, mi no por ta niun otro
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Mi a bisa mi helikopter ku e úniko kos ku nos tin ta otro
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Mi ta di e tipo ku mester lanta muraya ora nan ta hunga boling pasobra mi ta un kanalón (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I was deep in that water, swimmin’ with them fishes
– E tabata den e awa profundo ei, nadando ku e piskánan.
Them crash dummy missions, I was jumpin’ fences
– Nan ta choca cu misionnan ficticio, mi tabata salta cerca
I came out of the mud like a victim of ditches
– Mi a sali for di lama komo víktima di kandela
Everywhere I go, got a Glock in my britches
– Tur kaminda ku mi bai, mi tin Un Glock den mi pantalon
Cut ’em up, now the doctor givin’ ’em some stitches
– Kòrta nan, awor e dòkter ta duna nan algun punto
A beam on the yopper, I ain’t never missin’
– Un trapi den yopper, nunka lo mi faya
Double Ds on the cutter, Nina got extensions
– Doble Ds Den e cortador, Nina a logra extenshon
In the Southside of Texas, double cup, we sippin’
– Na Banda sur Di Texas, copa doble, nos ta bebe
Southside steppin’, I’m player made
– Steppin di banda sur, mi ta un hungadó
I pour up a four, mix it with Minute Maid
– Mi ta pone un kuater, mi ta kombin’é ku Minute Maid
If it’s drama you want, we pull up where you stay
– Si loke bo ke ta drama, nos lo para kaminda bo keda.
I ain’t callin’ ’em ’cause I want deep hitter stains
– Mi no ta yama nan pasobra mi ke mancha profundo di bateador
Ready for war, I’m strapped up like a soldier
– Mi ta kla pa guera, mi ta atá manera un sòldá
The tooley gon’ knock his head right off his shoulder
– E tooley lo dal su kabes djis for di su skouder
I’m actin’ a fooley while pushin’ a stolo
– Mi ta aktua manera un bobo mientras bo ta pusha un stolo
My grandma make cookies, they got me on slow-mo
– Mi wela ta traha biskuit, nan ta tene mi den slow-motion
Virgil, you have everything under control
– Virgil, bo tin tur kos bou di kontrol.
It is all in your mind
– Tur kos ta den bo mente
The world is now in your hands
– E mundu ta den bo man awor
Finish him
– E ta kaba ku e
Can’t nobody tell me shit ’cause I got cutters, motherfucker
– Niun hende no por bisa mi un kos di bèrdat pasobra mi tin cortadónan, yu di puta
Bitch, I’m Virgil ’til I die, no, I can’t be nobody other
– Mi ta Virgil te ora Mi muri, no, mi no por ta niun otro
Told my chopper that the only thing we got is just each other
– Mi a bisa mi helikopter ku e úniko kos ku nos tin ta otro
I’m the type that need the walls up when they bowlin’ ’cause I’m gutter (uh-huh, uh-huh)
– Mi ta di e tipo ku mester lanta muraya ora nan ta hunga boling pasobra mi ta un kanalón (uh-huh, uh-huh)
