Description
Co-producer: bkayproducer
Lyrics and music by Adam Kasodzi
Text by: Brian Kabengele
Lyrics and translation
Original
-Bro, it's BK you lot.
-Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so.
I trap hard, I can see them days go. Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Call for number nine,
I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har.
Make girls collide like a gardener. Look, look, I hit town, my oils daily drip drowning.
I love my drums more than a rich brand. I be in the field tryna flip thousands.
I can see the hills, I can see the mountains. Belt by Louis, bells like Stewie.
Shorty knows what I'm like, Coco Chanel my duty. You ping 'cause I skip, oh, man's lucid.
Me and my slimmers take trips to like Tucson. So know we hustle, got the best bangs.
No we no tussle, you tryna press back. My West African ting got the best back. My East
African body tryna tap back.
Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so. I trap hard, I can see them days go.
Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Call for number nine, I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har. Make girls collide like a gardener.
Said there's money she want, I got time today.
Slide the sign in her head the way she whined today. You know, window shop, no time delay.
Tryna leave me in the trap before I drive away. I'm cooling with my rich bitch slim ting.
She calling me a trick, big pimpin'. Trap boy for the winning, shit ring ring.
Now my wrist don't tick while I'm binging.
Her ex-man done her awfully. Man'll do it for you, she'll do it all for me.
She know the outside not cordially. My hot one did the job on your jewelry.
Turn the lights off, get naughty. She with the step and slide off, she saucy.
She on D and D from night 'til morning.
Call for number nine, we moving.
Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so. I trap hard, I can see them days go.
Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Call for number nine, I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har. Make girls collide like a gardener.
English translation
-Bro, it's BK you lot.
-Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so.
I trap hard, I can see them days go. Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah. Call for number nine,
I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har.
Make girls collide like a gardener. Look, look, I hit town, my oils daily drip drowning.
I love my drums more than a rich brand. I be in the field tryna flip thousands.
I can see the hills, I can see the mountains. Belt by Louis, bells like Stewie.
Shorty knows what I'm like, Coco Chanel my duty. You ping 'cause I skip, oh, man's lucid.
Me and my slimmers take trips to like Tucson. So know we hustle, got the best bangs.
No we no tussle, you tryna press back. My West African ting got the best back. My East
African body tryna tap back.
Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so. I trap hard, I can see them days go.
Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Call for number nine, I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har. Make girls collide like a gardener.
Said there's money she want, I got time today.
Slide the sign in her head the way she whined today. You know, window shop, no time delay.
Tryna leave me in the trap before I drive away. I'm cooling with my rich bitch slim ting.
She calling me a trick, big pimpin'. Trap boy for the winning, shit ring ring.
Now my wrist don't tick while I'm binging.
Her ex-man done her awfully. Man'll do it for you, she'll do it all for me.
She know the outside not cordially. My hot one did the job on your jewelry.
Turn the lights off, get naughty. She with the step and slide off, she saucy.
She on D and D from night 'til morning.
Call for number nine, we moving.
Still rearranged both, we ain't in the same boat. Call me heartless or it's on my say so. I trap hard, I can see them days go.
Them racks large filling up the base, so. Ah, ah, ah, ah.
Call for number nine, I got a Parker. Say we gotta slide, go har, har. Make girls collide like a gardener.