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Lirieke
You salty-ass bitches givin’ Lawry’s
– Julle sout-ass tewe givin’Lawry se
Bad gyal Doechii, call her Michael Lowrey
– Bad gyal Doechii, noem Haar Michael Lowrey
Yeah, you hoes is funny, you should do comedy
– Ja, jy hoes is snaaks, jy moet komedie doen
Leave your ass leakin’, lookin’ like my monthlies
– Laat jou gat lek, kyk soos my maandelikse
I don’t know, is she gonna go crazy? Is she gonna go crazy?
– Ek weet nie, gaan sy mal word? Gaan sy mal word?
Everybody wanted to know what Doechii would do if she didn’t win
– Almal wou weet wat Doechii sou doen as sy nie wen nie
I guess we’ll never—
– Ek dink ons sal nooit—
Stepped out the swamp to the motherfuckin’ stage (Ho)
– Stap uit die moeras na die motherfuckin’stadium (Ho)
Cut my mic off ’cause I’m ’bout to misbehave (Hah)
– Sny my mikrofoon af want ek is’bout to misbehave (Hah)
“Will she ever lose?” Man, I guess we’ll never know
– “Sal sy ooit verloor?”Man, ek dink ons sal nooit weet
“Will she lose her cool?” I guess we’ll never—
– “Sal sy haar cool verloor?”Ek dink ons sal nooit—
I hopped out the swamp, gave the bitch props
– Ek het uit die moeras gespring, die teef rekwisiete gegee
“Doechii, where you been?” “Doechii went pop”
– “Doechii, waar was jy? “”Doechii het pop”
“Will she ever lose?” Man, I guess we’ll never know
– “Sal sy ooit verloor?”Man, ek dink ons sal nooit weet
“Will she lose her cool?” I guess we’ll never—
– “Sal sy haar cool verloor?”Ek dink ons sal nooit—
I guess we’ll never know
– Ek dink ons sal nooit weet nie
Guess we’ll never see the day that Doechii crown falls
– Dink ons sal nooit die dag sien dat Doechii crown val nie
Guess you’ll never live to see the day that Doechii loses
– Raai jy sal nooit die dag sien wat Doechii verloor nie
Do-si-doin’ on these Doechii mutants
– Do-si-doin’op hierdie Doechii mutante
Doechii don’t critique, I seek improvement
– Doechii kritiseer nie, ek soek verbetering
Right now is my time and my moment
– Nou is my tyd en my oomblik
Thank you to my swamp and thank you, God, I was broke
– Dankie aan my moeras En dankie, God, Ek was gebreek
I thanks you, God, I thank you to Top God Entertainment
– Ek dank U, God, ek dank U Aan Top God Entertainment
Oop, Top Dawg Entertainment
– Oop, Top Dawg Vermaak
SZA, Zay, Moosa, and the hatin’-ass stans
– SZA, Zay, Moosa, en die hatin’-ass stans
Mommy, Blake High School, and all the bitches I surpassed
– Mamma, Blake High School, en al die tewe wat ek oortref het
I knew it
– Ek het dit geweet
Tonight, we poppin’ bottles, fuckin’ hoes, and forgettin’ our name
– Vanaand, ons poppin’bottels, fuckin’hoes, en vergeet ons naam
To the audience wonderin’ how it feels to be famous?
– Vir die gehoor wonder hoe dit voel om beroemd te wees?
I guess you’ll never—
– Ek dink jy sal nooit—
Stepped out the swamp to the motherfuckin’ stage (Ho)
– Stap uit die moeras na die motherfuckin’stadium (Ho)
Cut my mic off ’cause I’m ’bout to misbehave (Hah)
– Sny my mikrofoon af want ek is’bout to misbehave (Hah)
“Will she ever lose?” Man, I guess we’ll never know
– “Sal sy ooit verloor?”Man, ek dink ons sal nooit weet
“Will she lose her cool?” I guess we’ll never—
– “Sal sy haar cool verloor?”Ek dink ons sal nooit—
These bitches can’t be half of me, thanks to my anatomy
– Hierdie tewe kan nie die helfte van my wees nie, danksy my anatomie
Showin’ up an hour late like, “Thanks to the Academy”
– Showin’up’n uur laat soos, “Dankie Aan Die Akademie”
Now I understand why they mad at me and hate on my anatomy
– Nou verstaan ek hoekom hulle kwaad vir my en haat op my anatomie
It’s ’cause I look good from the balcony
– Dit is omdat ek goed lyk van die balkon af
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch
– Ek lyk goed van die neusbloeding, teef
If you offended, you ain’t know me, bitch
– As jy aanstoot geneem het, ken jy my nie, teef
That ain’t Doechii, that’s the old Chii, sis
– Dit is nie Doechii, dit is die ou Chii, sis
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch
– Ek lyk goed van die neusbloeding, teef
I’ve been at a place where it was hard as it could get
– Ek was op’n plek waar dit moeilik was soos dit kon kry
If you never suffered, you could never tell me shit
– As jy nooit gely het nie, kon jy my nooit kak vertel nie
And I can have a million and still would hit the lick
– En ek kan’n miljoen hê en sal nog steeds die lek tref
Lifestyle, nigga, this my lifestyle, guess you’ll never know
– Lewenstyl, nigga, dit is my lewenstyl, raai jy sal nooit weet nie
