Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too
– Is toigh leam droch bitches cuideachd
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I’m rockin’ some Trues, what’s new?
– Tha mi a’ fuireach ann an glaschu, dè tha ùr?
Von told me to rap my ass off
– Dh ‘innis Von dhomh a bhith a’ rap mo asal
Shit, I’m tryna tell him the same
– Fuck, tha mi tryna ag innse dha an aon rud
Get to the gwap, I’m tryna take this shit far, but never forget where I came
– Faigh chun gwap, tha mi tryna gabh an cac seo fada, ach na dìochuimhnich càite an tàinig mi
I want the richy-richies, but I don’t really care for fame, uh-huh
– Tha mi ag iarraidh na beairteas, ach chan eil mi a ‘ gabhail cùram airson cliù, uh-huh
I want the tracky-trackies, this lil’ ho aggy, he ask do my son need a daddy?
– Tha mi ag iarraidh an tracky-trackies, seo lil’ ho aggy, tha e a ‘ faighneachd a bheil feum aig mo mhac air dad?
I been poppin’ it, my old ho keep tryna stop me, my old friends turnt wishy-washy
– Ho ro mo leannan bhoidheach, ho ro mo leannan bhoidheach
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too, aight, ooh
– ‘S toigh leam an t-eilean sgitheanach cuideachd, ge-tà. < br / >
Put me on planes when I land, I’ll still take flight
– Cuir mi air plèanaichean nuair a thig mi air tìr, bidh mi fhathast a ‘ itealaich
This lil’ ho cute, finna ask him, “What he doin’ tonight?”
– Seo lil’ ho cute, fionnna a ‘faighneachd dha, ” Dè tha e a ‘ deanamh a-nochd?”
Green in the cup, but it taste like Sprite
– ‘S e glas a th’ anns a ‘ chupa ach tha e blasda mar Sprite
I love it so wrong, but it feel so right
– ‘S toigh leam e gu mòr, ach tha e a’ coimhead math
Uh-huh, it feel so right, uh-huh
– Tha gu math, tapadh leat-sa
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh-huh
They talk real big, but they sharin’ they pipes, woof
– Tha iad a ‘bruidhinn fìor mhòr, ach sharin’ iad a ‘ phìob, woof
They callin’ me Caitlin, I’m ballin’, get your pape’ up
– Tha Mi A’ còrdadh rium, Tapadh leibh, tapadh leibh
Uh, uh-huh, white in his nose, that shit look like makeup
– Uh, uh-huh, geal na shròin, tha an cac sin a ‘ coimhead coltach ri makeup
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too
– Is toigh leam droch bitches cuideachd
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I love bad bitches too
– Is toigh leam droch bitches cuideachd
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I’m tryna get rich, so fuck out my face tryna lay up
– Tha mi tryna faigh beairteach, mar sin fuck a-mach mo aghaidh tryna a chur suas
Haha, uh, uh-huh, I love bad bitches too
– Haha, uh, uh-huh, is toil leam droch bitches cuideachd
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Oh, kill ’em, kill ’em)
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Oh, kill ‘ em, kill ’em)
I love bad bitches too (GloRilla)
– ‘S toigh leam cruinneag dhonn nam bo (I like A Boy)
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)
– Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (On gang, gang)
Huh, go, haha (Ugh, Ugh)
– Ugh, go, haha (Ugh, Ugh)
(Hey, hey)
– (Hey, hey ann)
Yeah, I love them bad bitches (Why?)
– Yeah, tha gaol agam orra bitches dona (Carson?)
‘Cause I’m a bad bitch too
– ‘Cause I am a gum too
Caught my nigga cheating, boy, why you ain’t call me? (Huh?)
– Tapadh leat, a ghraisg, carson nach eil thu gam ghairm? (Huh?)
I fuck bad bitches too
– Tha mi a ‘ fuck droch bitches cuideachd
Fuck I’ma hate on the next ho for? (The fuck?)
– Haath mein haath mein? (Tha fuck?)
That ain’t what bad bitches do
– That’s no big deal do
Naw, we can’t lay up, 11 a.m. checkout, nigga ass gettin’ the boot (Outta there)
– Naw, chan urrainn dhuinn laighe, 11 a. m. checkout, nigga ass gettin ‘ the boot (Outta there)
I’m, I’m a big dog, I don’t argue over niggas (Ho)
– Tha mi nam chù mòr, chan eil mi ag argamaid mu niggas (Ho)
Leave that shit for the puppies
– Fàg an cac sin airson na cuileanan
I can get dick anytime I want (Stamp that)
– ‘S urrainn dhomh dick uair sam bith a tha mi ag iarraidh
Baby, that shit ain’t nothin’
– That shit ain’t no thang
Topic of all these niggas discussions (Yup)
– A h-uile còmhradh niggas (Yup)
But ain’t none of ’em fucked me
– Chan eil duine a ‘ toirt fuck dhomh
Like my niggas tall and grimy (What else?)
– Mar mo niggas àrd agus gruamach (Dè eile?)
And mixed with a little bit of ugly
– A ‘ tòiseachadh le beagan spòrs
Uh, uh-huh, they say shooters shoot
– Uh, uh-huh, tha iad ag ràdh gu bheil luchd-shooters a ‘ losgadh
Uh, uh-huh, Duke Dennis, what’s up with you?
– Hey Douglas, dè a th ‘ annad?
Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Hahaha, Jorjiana, what the fuck these niggas on man?)
– Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Hahaha, Jorjiana, dè am fuck a tha na niggas sin air duine?)
(Ugh) Uh-huh (Ugh), on gang, gang
– (Ugh) Uh-huh (Ugh), air gang, gang
