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Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
– Béis Bitches regéieren D ‘ Welt, loosst mech et klären
When I leave Juice WRLD, I’m back to pink hair
– Wann Ech Juice WORLD verloossen, sinn ech erëm op rosa Hoer
(Haha, Max Lord in this bitch preachin’, haha)
– (Haha, Max Lord an dëser Bitch priedegt, haha)
(Gezin)
– (Gezin)
(Fuck the blunt up, haha, yeah)
– (Fir an der mëtt.)
I’m on marijuana (Marijuana)
– Ech sinn Op Marihuana (Marihuana)
My lean plug said he’ll be here in a second (Pull up)
– Mäi schlanke Stecker sot, hie wäert an Enger Sekonn hei sinn (eropzéien)
I’m gettin’ high, I’m feelin’ restless (I’m sad)
– Ech ginn héich, ech fille mech onroueg (ech sinn traureg)
Feel like I’m finna die (R.I.P.)
– Fillt mech wéi ech sinn Finna (R. I. P.)
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Féck den stumpf op, da fuck deng Mamm (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like an arctic tundra
– Mäi VVS ass kal wéi eng arktesch Tundra
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– Den .40 op mech woah, dir wëllt Keng Problemer
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– An dir gitt am beschten mat E Bësse Vorsicht, jo
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– Dëst Lidd fir D ‘ Meedchen mat de blonden Hoer
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Do Hu Mir Vläicht E bësse séier geschoss.”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Si fiert et wéi, “Jo, ” an Engem Versace Stull
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– Hire Frënd erhëtzt wéi E Grill, keen Hibachi, jo
This Young Money ENT
– Dëst jonkt Geld ENT
Fuck a negative Nancy
– Féck eng negativ Nancy
I’m still ballin’, I’m still ballin’, NBA on TNT
– Ech spillen nach ëmmer, ech spillen NACH ËMMER, NBA OP TNT
Came through drippin’, D&G
– Generell säit t &cs
Always duckin’ TMZ
– Ëmmer duckin ‘ TMZ
Flow still need that EMT
– Flow brauch nach ëmmer DËSEN EMT
Tell her get at me and see
– Erziel hir, komm bei mech a gesinn
I’m the topper-topper
– Ech sinn Den Topper Topper
Bitches is a Khan like Chaka
– Bitches ass E Khan wéi Chaka
I get it before they cop it
– Ech verstinn et ier dir et maacht
Always been that type of shopper
– War ëmmer déi Zort Keefer
And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
– An ech léien ni, ech hunn einfach een An Den Himmel geluecht
I just popped me a transformer, gettin’ money ’til we die
– Ech hunn just En Transformator geschloen Fir Suen ze verdéngen bis mir stierwen
‘Til we die, we gon’ be fly, made a milli’ in Shanghai
– Bis mir stierwen, wäerte mir fléien, eng Milli zu Shanghai gemaach
I don’t need job applications for that pressure I apply
– Ech brauch Keng Uwendungen fir Dësen Drock deen ech uwenden
That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
– Dofir musse se léien, sou datt se eens ginn
But my flow still gon’ be wavy, and your flow still gon’ be dry
– Awer mäi Floss wäert nach ëmmer gewellt sinn an Äre Floss wäert nach ëmmer dréchen sinn
I done fucked the world up in ten short years
– Ech hunn d Welt an zéng kuerze Joer gefickt
Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
– Haten Enseignanten Wéi Weezy F a ware ganz Ouer
Lose studs that’s VVS, then get more pairs
– Verléieren Cleats, dëst ASS VVS, da kritt méi Koppelen
They been prayin’ on my downfall, still need more prayers
– Si hu fir Mäin Ënnergang gebiet, brauche Nach méi Gebieder
I’ma fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
– Ech fécken de Sak héich a ficken däi Papp
I’ma stay up like I popped three Addys
– Ech bleiwen op wéi wann ech dräi Addys gepoppt hätt
Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
– Meedercher mat de blonden Hoer, si nennen mech Barbie
Now let’s get faded and have a party, yeah
– Loosst eis elo verschwannen an eng Party feieren, jo
If you got that bomb, put your hands in the air
– Wann dir dës Bomm hutt, hëlt Är Hänn An D ‘ Loft
Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
– Béis Bitches regéieren D ‘ Welt, loosst mech et klären
When I leave Juice WRLD, I’m back to pink hair
– Wann Ech Juice WORLD verloossen, sinn ech erëm op rosa Hoer
Catch me somewhere fuckin’ a blunt up
– Fänke mech iergendwou verdammt stompeg op
And fuckin’ on your momma
– Please mam
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Féck den stumpf op, da fuck deng Mamm (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
– Mäi VVS ass kal wéi eng arktesch Tundra
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– Den .40 op mech woah, dir wëllt Keng Problemer
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– An dir gitt am beschten mat E Bësse Vorsicht, jo
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– Dëst Lidd fir D ‘ Meedchen mat de blonden Hoer
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Do Hu Mir Vläicht E bësse séier geschoss.”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Si fiert et wéi, “Jo, ” an Engem Versace Stull
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– Hire Frënd erhëtzt wéi E Grill, keen Hibachi, jo
I’m high as hell, mind everywhere
– Ech sinn héich wéi Häll, Gedanken iwwerall
Still mind over matter
– Nach Ëmmer Geescht iwwer Material
Pockets gettin’ fatter
– Poschen ginn déck
Elevate like a ladder
– Lift wéi Eng Leeder
Thirty in that .40 make you percolate like a dancer
– Drësseg dran .40 loosst iech wéi eng Dänzerin perkoléieren
I’m colder than the North Pole, Blitzen and Prancer
– Ech si méi kal wéi Den Nordpol, Blëtzer a Prancer
She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
– Si seet si ass Vum Stripstang, si ass eng dreckeg Dänzerin
Her ex-nigga too low, she don’t got no standards
– Hiren Ex-Nigger ass ze niddreg, hatt huet Keng Standarden
He ain’t right
– Hien huet Net Recht
You don’t live a better life
– Dir liewt kee bessert Liewen
Run it up like Jerry Rice
– Loosst et lafen wéi Jerry Rice
I don’t gotta say it twice
– Ech muss et net zweemol soen
This is real life
– Dëst ass richtegt liewen
Your nigga is Fisher-Price
– Däin Nigger Ass Fisher-Price
Now you read minds
– Elo liesen Gedanken
You was thinkin’ ’bout how I’m that nigga, right?
– Dir hutt iwwerluecht wéi ech dësen Nigger sinn, richteg?
Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh-huh)
– Féck den stumpf op, da fuck deng Mamm (Uh-huh)
My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
– Mäi VVS ass kal wéi eng arktesch Tundra
The .40 on me, woah, you don’t want no problems
– Den .40 op mech woah, dir wëllt Keng Problemer
And you best proceed with some caution, yeah
– An dir gitt am beschten mat E Bësse Vorsicht, jo
This song for the girl with the blonde hair
– Dëst Lidd fir D ‘ Meedchen mat de blonden Hoer
Suck me up good, give me Becky like, “Yeah”
– Do Hu Mir Vläicht E bësse séier geschoss.”
She ride it like, “Yeah,” in a Versace chair
– Si fiert et wéi, “Jo, ” an Engem Versace Stull
Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
– Hire Frënd erhëtzt wéi E Grill, keen Hibachi, jo
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
– Gesot hie wëll dat schéint Meedchen mat de blonden Hoer
Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
– Fett um Max wéi en Nike Air
Fuck his last girl ’cause I am her nightmare
– Féck säi lescht Meedchen well Ech Sinn Hiren Albtraum
Lookin’ this good shouldn’t even be fair
– Sou gutt ausgesinn sollt net emol fair sinn
Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
– Gesot hie wëll dat schéint Meedchen mat de blonden Hoer
Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
– Fett um Max wéi en Nike Air
Fuck his last girl ’cause I am her nightmare
– Féck säi lescht Meedchen well Ech Sinn Hiren Albtraum
Lookin’ this good shouldn’t even be—
– Sou gutt ausgesinn sollt net emol sinn—
Fuck the girls that just hate on baddies
– Féck D ‘ Meedercher déi nëmmen Béiser haassen
Shout the bad bitches that act all bratty
– Jäizen déi béis Bitches, déi sech ganz bratty behuelen
Nothin’ but all this designer on me
– Näischt anescht wéi all Dësen Designer op mech
All of my niggas throwin’ up gang signs for me
– All Meng Nigger werfen Gangschëlder fir mech op
