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act xvii: done sippin · 4batz · Maxo Kream
Vocals: 4batz
Lyrics and translation
Original
I woke up sipping lean for breakfast.
I came in screaming, "Don't you say please, no, no, no, no. "
Leaving lone, lone, lone, lone. Don't think I can.
The doctor said I am addicted.
Well, if I am, you'll be a witness, no, no, no, no.
Leave me alone, lone, lone, lone. Because it's what I am.
I called you damn near overdosing. I'm hella rolling.
This shit unholy, no, no, no, no. I'd rather pour a four, four, four, four. I'd rather go and ball.
I'm getting hella love and love and love and love and love.
If I pour up that one more, then my stomach gonna explode.
Coming down.
It's the four G auto skater, coming down like escalators.
Blowing Vegas, sipping liquor, playing Sonic, Super Sega. Mary Jane kisser, Balmain on my zipper.
Drinking out the pitcher, trapping, watching Sister, Sister.
Throw like a missile, taper with the clipper. VVS glitter, grill look like a broken mirror.
Getting thrown like a javelin, diamonds do the Hammer dance.
Colder than a blizzard, coming down like an avalanche.
See, the real ones, we do what we wanna do, while you haters do what you can, you hear me?
Live from Texas, where legends are born, and you're witnessing the next legend, 4Batz.
English translation
I woke up sipping lean for breakfast.
I came in screaming, "Don't you say please, no, no, no, no. "
Leaving lone, lone, lone, lone. Don't think I can.
The doctor said I am addicted.
Well, if I am, you'll be a witness, no, no, no, no.
Leave me alone, lone, lone, lone. Because it's what I am.
I called you damn near overdosing. I'm hella rolling.
This shit unholy, no, no, no, no. I'd rather pour a four, four, four, four. I'd rather go and ball.
I'm getting hella love and love and love and love and love.
If I pour up that one more, then my stomach gonna explode.
Coming down.
It's the four G auto skater, coming down like escalators.
Blowing Vegas, sipping liquor, playing Sonic, Super Sega. Mary Jane kisser, Balmain on my zipper.
Drinking out the pitcher, trapping, watching Sister, Sister.
Throw like a missile, taper with the clipper. VVS glitter, grill look like a broken mirror.
Getting thrown like a javelin, diamonds do the Hammer dance.
Colder than a blizzard, coming down like an avalanche.
See, the real ones, we do what we wanna do, while you haters do what you can, you hear me?
Live from Texas, where legends are born, and you're witnessing the next legend, 4Batz.