Criomag Bhidio
Briathran Òran
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
– Droch bitches a ‘ ruith an t-saoghail, leig dhomh a dhèanamh soilleir
When I leave Juice WRLD, I’m back to pink hair
– Nuair a dh ‘ fhàgas mi Sùgh WRLD, tha mi air ais gu falt pinc
(Haha, Max Lord in this bitch preachin’, haha)
– (Haha, Max Tighearna Anns a ‘ghalla seo a ‘searmonachadh’, haha)
(Gezin)
– (Gàidhlig)
(Fuck the blunt up, haha, yeah)
– (Ah bha c’est la fraicheur, haha)
I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
– Tha mi a ‘ fuireach ann an glaschu (Marijuana)
My lean plug said he’ll be here in a second (Pull up)
– Thuirt am pluga lean agam gum bi e an seo ann an diog (Tarraing suas)
I’m gettin’ high, I’m feelin’ restless (I’m sad)
– Tha mi sgith (I am sad)
Feel like I’m finna die (R.I.P.)
– Tha mi a ‘faireachdainn mar gu bheil mi finna a’ bàsachadh (R. I. P.)
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Fuck the blunt up, an uairsin fuck do mhàthair (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
– Mo VVS fuar mar tundra artach
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– An t-sluaigh .40 air mo shon-sa, woah, cha’n ‘ eil sibh ag iarraidh trioblaid
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– Agus is fheàrr dhut a dhol air adhart le beagan rabhadh, seadh
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– An nighean leis an fhalt ruadh
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Suck mi suas math, thoir Dhomh Becky mar, ” Yeah”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Tha i a ‘marcachd mar, ” Yeah, ” ann an cathair Versace
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– A h-boyfriend a ‘ teasachadh mar grill, chan Eil Hibachi, yeah
This Young Money ENT
– AN T-Airgead Òg SEO
Fuck a negative Nancy
– Fuck nancy àicheil
I’m still ballin’, I’m still ballin’, NBA on TNT
– I am still ballin’, i am still ballin’, NBA on TNT
Came through drippin’, D&G
– A ‘ tighinn tro dhiofar dh&G
Always duckin’ TMZ
– Always tha TMZ
Flow still need that EMT
– Flow fhathast feumach AIR AN EMT
Tell her get at me and see
– Innis dhi faigh mi agus faic
I’m the topper-topper
– I’m tha topper
Bitches is a Khan like Chaka
– Tha khan mar Chaka
I get it before they cop it
– Gheibh mi e mus cop iad e
Always been that type of shopper
– Bha riamh an seòrsa neach-ceannach sin
And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
– ‘S cha d’ innis mi breug riamh ‘s cha d’ chuir mi ach aon san speur
I just popped me a transformer, gettin’ money ’til we die
– Tha mi dìreach popped me transformer, gettin ‘airgead’ gus am bàsaich sinn
‘Til we die, we gon’ be fly, made a milli’ in Shanghai
– ‘Til we die, we gon be fly, made a milli’ ann An Shanghai
I don’t need job applications for that pressure I apply
– Chan eil feum agam air an t-siostam obrachaidh a tha mi a ‘ cleachdadh
That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
– ‘S e sin carson a tha iad gotta lie, sin dìreach mar a tha iad a’ faighinn le
But my flow still gon’ be wavy, and your flow still gon’ be dry
– Ach tha mo sruth fhathast gon ‘a bhith wavy, agus do sruth fhathast gon’ a bhith tioram
I done fucked the world up in ten short years
– Tha mi a ‘ fucked an t-saoghail suas ann an deich bliadhna a dh’aois
Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
– Bha tidsearan mar Weezy F. agus bha iad uile nan cluasan
Lose studs that’s VVS, then get more pairs
– Lose studs that’s VVS, and get more pairs
They been prayin’ on my downfall, still need more prayers
– Tha iad air a bhith ag ùrnaigh air mo downfall, fhathast feumach air barrachd ùrnaighean
I’ma fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
– Fuck tha bag and fuck tha bag
I’ma stay up like I popped three Addys
– Tha mi a ‘faireachdainn mar gu bheil mi a’ fàs suas trì Tursan
Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
– Nighean le falt ruadh, tha Iad a ‘ gairm Orm Barbie
Now let’s get faded and have a party, yeah
– A-nis leig dhuinn fois a ghabhail agus pàrtaidh a bhith againn, yeah
If you got that bomb, put your hands in the air
– Ma gheibh thu am boma sin, cuir do làmhan san adhar
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
– Droch bitches a ‘ ruith an t-saoghail, leig dhomh a dhèanamh soilleir
When I leave Juice WRLD, I’m back to pink hair
– Nuair a dh ‘ fhàgas mi Sùgh WRLD, tha mi air ais gu falt pinc
Catch me somewhere fuckin’ a blunt up
– Catch me an àiteigin fuckin ‘ suas
And fuckin’ on your momma
– Fuckin ‘ air mo mhàthair
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Fuck the blunt up, an uairsin fuck do mhàthair (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
– Mo VVS fuar mar tundra artach
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– An t-sluaigh .40 air mo shon-sa, woah, cha’n ‘ eil sibh ag iarraidh trioblaid
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– Agus is fheàrr dhut a dhol air adhart le beagan rabhadh, seadh
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– An nighean leis an fhalt ruadh
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Suck mi suas math, thoir Dhomh Becky mar, ” Yeah”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Tha i a ‘marcachd mar, ” Yeah, ” ann an cathair Versace
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– A h-boyfriend a ‘ teasachadh mar grill, chan Eil Hibachi, yeah
I’m high as hell, mind everywhere
– Tha mi àrd mar ifrinn, inntinn anns gach àite
Still mind over matter
– Fhathast inntinn mu chùis
Pockets gettin’ fatter
– Pòcaidean a ‘ faighinn fatter
Elevate like a ladder
– Àrdaich mar àradh
Thirty in that .40 make you percolate like a dancer
– Trithead ann .40 bheir thu air falbh thu mar dhannsair
I’m colder than the North Pole, Blitzen and Prancer
– Tha mi nas blàithe, nas blàithe agus nas blàithe
She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
– Tha i ag ràdh i bho na stiall pòla, i salach dannsair
Her ex-nigga too low, she don’t got no standards
– Tha a ‘bhana-phrionnsa nic a’ ghobhainn, nic a ‘ ghobhainn
He ain’t right
– Chan eil e ceart
You don’t live a better life
– Chan eil beatha nas fheàrr agad
Run it up like Jerry Rice
– A ‘ ruith suas mar Jerry Rice
I don’t gotta say it twice
– Chan eil mi air a ràdh dà uair
This is real life
– Is e seo fìor bheatha
Your nigga is Fisher-Price
– Tha do nigga Iasgair-Prìs
Now you read minds
– A-nis leughaidh tu inntinnean
You was thinkin’ ’bout how I’m that nigga, right?
– Bha thu a’ smaoineachadh ’bout mar a tha mi nigga sin, ceart?
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Fuck the blunt up, an uairsin fuck do mhàthair (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
– Mo VVS fuar mar tundra artach
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– An t-sluaigh .40 air mo shon-sa, woah, cha’n ‘ eil sibh ag iarraidh trioblaid
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– Agus is fheàrr dhut a dhol air adhart le beagan rabhadh, seadh
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– An nighean leis an fhalt ruadh
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Suck mi suas math, thoir Dhomh Becky mar, ” Yeah”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Tha i a ‘marcachd mar, ” Yeah, ” ann an cathair Versace
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– A h-boyfriend a ‘ teasachadh mar grill, chan Eil Hibachi, yeah
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
– Tha e ag iarraidh an pretty girl with the blonde hair
Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
– Fatty on The Max like some Nike Air
Fuck his last girl ’cause I am her nightmare
– Fucking his last girl, ‘ adhbhar gu bheil mi a h-nightmare
Lookin’ this good shouldn’t even be fair
– Cha bu chòir an cothrom seo a bhith
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
– Tha e ag iarraidh an pretty girl with the blonde hair
Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
– Fatty on The Max like some Nike Air
Fuck his last girl ’cause I am her nightmare
– Fucking his last girl, ‘ adhbhar gu bheil mi a h-nightmare
Lookin’ this good shouldn’t even be—
– Seall nach bu chòir seo a bhith math—
Fuck the girls that just hate on baddies
– Fuck tha girls that dìreach hate on baddies
Shout the bad bitches that act all bratty
– Cach lam cuoi cuoi cuoi gach
Nothin’ but all this designer on me
– Nothin ‘ ach an dealbhaiche seo uile orm
All of my niggas throwin’ up gang signs for me
– A h-uile dad a dh’ fheumas tu a bhith agad mu niggas
