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Description
Producer: Zen Masuta
Composer: Zen Masuta
Lyricist: ¥ellow Bucks
Lyricist: YG
Lyrics and translation
Original
Ay, you must stop my G. Plus 81からcallin' on the beats like this.
US dollar in my bag. 使ってくmoney, I'ma get it right back. テー ブルの上に現金。 開けるドンフリをかけるエンジン。
賭けてるリスクと成功天秤。 俺ら勝つまでやるから平気。 トラックスで溶け合うice on me。
疑惑みたいにall eyes on me。 レザーのジャケットとランボは黒塗り。
で、ガ レージにいるreal niggas only。 ギャンスタと巻いてる契約。 まだ他にも進んでる計画。
Fakers, やめとき つまらねえ冗 談。 転がすダイスに見えてる俺らの昇進。 さらに振るサイコロ。
俺らしないチン コロ。 酒を囲み一日中。 で、揃える仕事。
遊んでる金 土曜。 邪魔すんな今いいとこ。 金を賭けるチンチロ。 俺ら揃える仕事
Quick hundred when I land in Japan. Hit your mama, I'm the motherfucking man.
Sleep on me, yeah, he must pop a Xan.
Popping like he tough, when I seen him, he ran. Pussy bitch, nigga ain't on shit. Broke nigga, go and get a fix.
Pussy bitch, fuck me 'cause I'm rich. I hit a model, hit a singer, and a witch, lit.
Mix tequila with the matcha, lit. I'm drinking sake in Osaka, lit.
Hit the studio, yeah, we got one lit. Sing the opp and we shot one.
Roll the dice, but I four, five, six. Four, five, nigga, four, five, six.
The hundreds blue, but I'm not no Crip. The Glock gay, bitch, it got a switch.
さらに振るサイコロ。 俺らしないチンコロ。 酒を囲み一日中。
で 、揃える仕事。 遊んでる金土曜。
邪魔すんな今いいと こ。 金を賭けるチンチロ。
俺ら揃える仕事。
English translation
Ay, you must stop my G. Plus 81 callin' on the beats like this.
US dollar in my bag. Use the money, I'ma get it right back. Cash on the table. The engine that opens the door.
The balance between risk and success. It's okay because we'll do it until we win. ice on me blends with tracks.
All eyes on me, like suspicion. The leather jacket and Lambo are painted black.
And real niggas only in the garage. A contract with Gangsta. Other plans are still in progress.
Fakers, stop making boring jokes. Our promotion looks like a die to be rolled. More dice to roll.
It's not like me. All day long around alcohol. So, the task of arranging it.
Playing Friday and Saturday. Don't bother me now. Chinchiro bets money. The work we have to do
Quick hundred when I land in Japan. Hit your mama, I'm the motherfucking man.
Sleep on me, yeah, he must pop a Xan.
Popping like he tough, when I saw him, he ran. Pussy bitch, nigga ain't on shit. Broke nigga, go and get a fix.
Pussy bitch, fuck me 'cause I'm rich. I hit a model, hit a singer, and a witch, lit.
Mix tequila with the matcha, lit. I'm drinking sake in Osaka, lit.
Hit the studio, yeah, we got one lit. Sing the opp and we shot one.
Roll the dice, but I four, five, six. Four, five, nigga, four, five, six.
The hundreds blue, but I'm not no Crip. The Glock gay, bitch, it got a switch.
More dice to roll. A dick that's not like mine. All day long around alcohol.
So, the task of arranging it. Playing Friday and Saturday.
Don't bother me now. Chinchiro bets money.
We have a job to do.