Yeern 101

Quincy Matthew Hanley, Ronald LaTour

Lyrics Translation

Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
I'ma get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
Heard the hood got whacked and the set went turnt
Got a four-eight-eight in the glide like Curt
I've been livin' off golf for the last few deals
When the Nike check came and I still got chills
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit on my chain
Heard a lame ass nigga tryna play with my name
On them twenty-three tour and I'm goin' no brain
Goin' dumb with these hundreds, now my thumb got stained
I'm a nigga out here, everything come free
I ain't never met God, but I bet he know me
Put the money in the set, a nigga die in them streets
Threw the boy alley hoopin', now he ridin' on fleek (ooh)
Got a porch lightskin and the ceilin' got peeled
I was twenty-plus young when this shit got real
Young black boy runnin', got me out of that field
Made a livin' off game, you should get it on film
I ain't never your kind, late but I'm really on time
Girl, what you put in your mind? I ain't diggin' your sign
Truth, but that pussy ain't mine, hurt, but I made it out fine
Still in my prime, broke nigga, really out lyin'
Talk like he Tony Hawk, grind throwin' twenty on a nine
Nigga, how you live with no spine? Broke nigga better off dyin'
Man, you niggas got nerve, broke ass, need to get a bird
Fuck it, I'ma get it off first, from the way you ain't surf
You bitch niggas lookin' all hurt, funny 'til your ego got nerfed
Boy done made it all worse, woke up, lookin' like "Word?"
One-fifty lay on my shirt, twenty lay on my teeth
Boy, I make a M in my sleep, everything I want in my reach
I'ma run it off tops, wonder where I've been? I've been pullin' off lots
454, I'ma keep it on stock
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
Get it right now where I got it back then
Number one stunna with the love of my-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)

Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh (shoo)

When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad
I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed
Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out sad
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
Got a dollar to his name, but he all gang-gang
But he all on my dick, and I find that strange
Keep playin' with the fire, but his ass get burned
Bet your boy got split when the light got turned
Got his head all cracked when the boy won't learn
Big racked up shawty when the block gets served
Niggas always sorry when the cap don't work
Got the butterfly doors and they fly like bird
Bet I love my bitch, but I ain't them nerds
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?

[Verso 1]
Caramba, como eu consigo uma vadia igual a Yeern?
Eu sou um cara de conversível, porque o sol não vai queimar
Quero viver com a grana, mas as listras não são merecidas
Eu vou conseguir agora, não vou esperar, não
Comprei uma casa nova, tô tentando evitar minha dor
Cerca de seis virgula alguma coisa, no campo igual a igreja
Ouvi dizer que o bairro foi fuzilado e o set virou
Peguei uma quatro-oito-oito no deslize igual o Curt
Eu tenho vivido do golfe nos últimos negócios
Quando o cheque da Nike chegou e eu ainda tenho arrepios
Fiz um golpe de 2K e еu nem me tornei profissional
Tеnho que mandar em LA, agora eu tô com cheiro de goat
Me chame de Ice Cube, baby, pelo jeito que elas sentam na minha corrente
Ouvi um cuzão tentando brincar com meu nome
Nessa turnê de vinte e três e eu tô enlouquecendo
Ficando idiota com essas notas de cem, agora meu polegar ficou manchado
Eu sou o cara aqui, tudo vem de graça
Eu nunca conheci Deus, mas aposto que ele me conhece
Mandei o dinheiro pro set, um cara morreu naquelas ruas
Joguei o garoto no beco, agora ele tá stá andando na moda (Shoo)
Tenho uma pele clara na varanda e o teto foi descascado
Eu tinha mais de vinte anos quando essa merda se tornou real
Um jovem negro correndo, saí daquele campo
Ganhei a vida com esse jogo, você deveria filmar
Eu nunca sou seu tipo, tô atrasado, mas tô na hora
Garota, o que você coloca na sua cabeça, eu não tô gostando do seu sinal
Verdade, mas essa buceta não é minha, machuca, mas eu me saí bem
Ainda tô no meu auge, seu falido, realmente tá mentindo
Ele fala como se fosse o Tony Hawk, fazendo grind e jogando vinte em um nove
Mano, como você vive sem espinha? É melhor que esse cara falido morra
Cara, esses caras têm coragem, seus falidos, precisam pegar um quilo
Foda-se, eu vou conseguir isso primeiro, pelo jeito que vocês não surfam
Esses cuzões parecem estar todos machucados, engraçados até que seus egos forem nerfados
Esse garoto fez tudo piorar, acordou e ficou tipo, "Sério?"
Cento e cinquenta pela minha camisa, vinte mil nos meus dentes
Garoto, eu faço um milhão enquanto durmo, tudo que eu quero tá ao meu alcance
Eu vou correr pra cima, se pergunta onde eu estive? Eu tenho feito muita coisa
Quatrocentos e cinquenta e quatro, eu vou manter isso no estoque
Moldura de conhaque com o relógio nas pedras
Seu cuzão, me diga o que eu não tenho
Pego agora mesmo onde eu consegui antes
Assassino número um com o amor do meu—
Criado pela gangue com um milhão igual o Philly
Com um relógio, duzentos e cinquenta mil e uma vadia tão— (Azul)
(Shoo)

[Interlúdio]
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
(Shoo)

[Verso 2]
Quando a porta se fechou, eu não me senti tão mal
Eu vou pegar o meu, vou esconder alguns
Agora você tá com uma bolsa grande, garoto, você vai ficar triste
Agora você quer surfar no sofá e continua sendo um ratinho
Esse cara tem pouca grana, precisa de mais
Tenho um R duplo cinza e preciso das duas pistas
Coloco uma grana no seu nome, mas ele todo gangue-gangue
Mas ele não me larga e eu acho isso estranho
Continua brincando com fogo, mas ele vai se queimar
Aposto que seu garoto vai ser morto quando a luz acender
Deixei a cabeça dele toda rachada, mas o garoto não aprende
Mina com muito dinheiro acumulado quando o quarteirão é servido
Esses caras sempre se arrependem quando a mentira não funciona
Tenho as portas de borboleta e elas voam como pássaros
Aposte que eu amo a minha mina, mas eu não daqueles nerds
Caramba, como eu consigo uma vadia igual a Yeern?

Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Como maldito wop, ¿cómo consigo una perra como yeern?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Soy un tipo de descapotable porque el sol no quema
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
Quiero vivir como guap pero las rayas no se ganan
I'ma get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
Lo conseguiré ahora mismo, no estoy esperando mi turno
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
Tengo una casa nueva, tratando de evitar mi dolor
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
Alrededor de seis punto algo en el campo como la iglesia
Heard the hood got whacked and the set went turnt
Oí que el barrio fue golpeado y el set se volvió loco
Got a four-eight-eight in the glide like Curt
Tengo un cuatro-ocho-ocho en el deslizamiento como Curt
I've been livin' off golf for the last few deals
He estado viviendo del golf en los últimos acuerdos
When the Nike check came and I still got chills
Cuando llegó el cheque de Nike y todavía tengo escalofríos
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
Hice un golpe de 2K, ni siquiera me volví profesional
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
Tengo que ser el jefe en LA, ahora huelo a cabra
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit on my chain
Llámame Ice Cube baby, la forma en que se sientan en mi cadena
Heard a lame ass nigga tryna play with my name
Oí a un tipo patético tratando de jugar con mi nombre
On them twenty-three tour and I'm goin' no brain
En la gira de los veintitrés y no voy con cerebro
Goin' dumb with these hundreds, now my thumb got stained
Volviéndome loco con estos cientos, ahora mi pulgar está manchado
I'm a nigga out here, everything come free
Soy un negro aquí, todo viene gratis
I ain't never met God, but I bet he know me
Nunca conocí a Dios, pero apuesto a que él me conoce
Put the money in the set, a nigga die in them streets
Puse el dinero en el set, un negro muere en las calles
Threw the boy alley hoopin', now he ridin' on fleek (ooh)
Lancé al chico al aro, ahora va en fleek (uh)
Got a porch lightskin and the ceilin' got peeled
Tengo una piel clara en el porche y el techo se peló
I was twenty-plus young when this shit got real
Tenía más de veinte años cuando esto se puso real
Young black boy runnin', got me out of that field
Joven negro corriendo, me sacó de ese campo
Made a livin' off game, you should get it on film
Hice una vida del juego, deberías grabarlo en película
I ain't never your kind, late but I'm really on time
Nunca fui tu tipo, tarde pero realmente a tiempo
Girl, what you put in your mind? I ain't diggin' your sign
Chica, ¿qué pones en tu mente? No estoy cavando tu signo
Truth, but that pussy ain't mine, hurt, but I made it out fine
Verdad, pero ese coño no es mío, duele, pero salí bien
Still in my prime, broke nigga, really out lyin'
Todavía en mi mejor momento, negro pobre, realmente mintiendo
Talk like he Tony Hawk, grind throwin' twenty on a nine
Habla como si fuera Tony Hawk, moliendo tirando veinte en un nueve
Nigga, how you live with no spine? Broke nigga better off dyin'
Negro, ¿cómo vives sin columna vertebral? Negro pobre mejor que muera
Man, you niggas got nerve, broke ass, need to get a bird
Hombre, ustedes negros tienen nervios, culo pobre, necesitan conseguir un pájaro
Fuck it, I'ma get it off first, from the way you ain't surf
A la mierda, lo conseguiré primero, por la forma en que no surfeas
You bitch niggas lookin' all hurt, funny 'til your ego got nerfed
Ustedes negros parecen todos heridos, divertido hasta que tu ego fue nerfeado
Boy done made it all worse, woke up, lookin' like "Word?"
El chico lo empeoró todo, se despertó, pareciendo "¿Palabra?"
One-fifty lay on my shirt, twenty lay on my teeth
Ciento cincuenta yacen en mi camisa, veinte yacen en mis dientes
Boy, I make a M in my sleep, everything I want in my reach
Chico, hago un M en mi sueño, todo lo que quiero está a mi alcance
I'ma run it off tops, wonder where I've been? I've been pullin' off lots
Lo correré desde arriba, ¿te preguntas dónde he estado? He estado sacando muchos
454, I'ma keep it on stock
454, lo mantendré en stock
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
Bisel de coñac con el ticker en rocas
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
Chico del lado de Figg, dime lo que no tengo
Get it right now where I got it back then
Consíguelo ahora donde lo conseguí entonces
Number one stunna with the love of my-
El número uno con el amor de mi-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
Criado por la pandilla con un millón como Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Con el reloj, dos cincuenta y una perra tan- (azul, uh)
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Sí, sí, sí, sí, sí, uh
Yeah, uh (shoo)
Sí, uh (shu)
When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad
Cuando la puerta se cerró, no me sentí demasiado mal
I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed
Voy a subir el mío, voy a tener algo guardado
Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out sad
Ahora estás en el bolso de una chica, chico, te estás poniendo triste
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
Ahora quieres surfear en el sofá y te guardas un pequeño trapo
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
Negro viviendo de su mochila, necesita conseguir una bolsa
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
Tengo un doble R gris y necesita ambos carriles
Got a dollar to his name, but he all gang-gang
Tiene un dólar a su nombre, pero es todo pandilla
But he all on my dick, and I find that strange
Pero está todo en mi pene, y eso me parece extraño
Keep playin' with the fire, but his ass get burned
Sigue jugando con el fuego, pero su culo se quema
Bet your boy got split when the light got turned
Apuesto a que tu chico se partió cuando la luz se encendió
Got his head all cracked when the boy won't learn
Tiene la cabeza toda agrietada cuando el chico no aprende
Big racked up shawty when the block gets served
Chica con mucho dinero cuando el bloque es servido
Niggas always sorry when the cap don't work
Los negros siempre lo sienten cuando la gorra no funciona
Got the butterfly doors and they fly like bird
Tengo las puertas de mariposa y vuelan como un pájaro
Bet I love my bitch, but I ain't them nerds
Apuesto a que amo a mi perra, pero no soy de esos nerds
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Como maldito wop, ¿cómo consigo una perra como yeern?
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Wie verdammt wop, wie bekomme ich eine Schlampe wie yeern?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Ich bin ein Cabrio-Nigga, weil die Sonne nicht brennt
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
Will leben wie Guap, aber die Streifen sind nicht verdient
I'ma get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
Ich werde es jetzt richtig machen, ich warte nicht auf meine Reihe
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
Habe ein brandneues Haus, versuche meinen Schmerz zu vermeiden
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
Etwa sechs Punkte irgendwas auf dem Feld wie in der Kirche
Heard the hood got whacked and the set went turnt
Hörte, dass die Kapuze abgeknallt wurde und das Set abgedreht wurde
Got a four-eight-eight in the glide like Curt
Habe einen Vier-Acht-Acht im Gleiten wie Curt
I've been livin' off golf for the last few deals
Ich habe von Golf gelebt für die letzten paar Deals
When the Nike check came and I still got chills
Als der Nike-Scheck kam und ich immer noch Gänsehaut bekam
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
Habe einen 2K-Leck geschlagen, ich bin nicht mal Profi geworden
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
Muss einen Boss LA haben, jetzt rieche ich wie eine Ziege
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit on my chain
Nennen Sie mich Ice Cube Baby, so wie sie auf meiner Kette sitzen
Heard a lame ass nigga tryna play with my name
Hörte einen lahmen Arsch Nigga versucht mit meinem Namen zu spielen
On them twenty-three tour and I'm goin' no brain
Auf der dreiundzwanzig Tour und ich gehe ohne Gehirn
Goin' dumb with these hundreds, now my thumb got stained
Gehe dumm mit diesen Hunderten, jetzt hat mein Daumen einen Fleck
I'm a nigga out here, everything come free
Ich bin ein Nigga da draußen, alles kommt kostenlos
I ain't never met God, but I bet he know me
Ich habe Gott nie getroffen, aber ich wette, er kennt mich
Put the money in the set, a nigga die in them streets
Stecke das Geld in das Set, ein Nigga stirbt auf den Straßen
Threw the boy alley hoopin', now he ridin' on fleek (ooh)
Warf den Jungen Alley Hoopin', jetzt fährt er auf Fleek (ooh)
Got a porch lightskin and the ceilin' got peeled
Habe eine Veranda hellhäutig und die Decke hat sich geschält
I was twenty-plus young when this shit got real
Ich war über zwanzig jung, als diese Scheiße echt wurde
Young black boy runnin', got me out of that field
Junger schwarzer Junge rennt, hat mich aus dem Feld geholt
Made a livin' off game, you should get it on film
Habe ein Leben aus dem Spiel gemacht, du solltest es auf Film bekommen
I ain't never your kind, late but I'm really on time
Ich bin nie deine Art, spät, aber ich bin wirklich pünktlich
Girl, what you put in your mind? I ain't diggin' your sign
Mädchen, was steckst du in deinen Kopf? Ich grabe dein Zeichen nicht
Truth, but that pussy ain't mine, hurt, but I made it out fine
Wahrheit, aber diese Muschi ist nicht meine, Schmerz, aber ich habe es gut überstanden
Still in my prime, broke nigga, really out lyin'
Immer noch in meiner Blüte, armer Nigga, wirklich am Lügen
Talk like he Tony Hawk, grind throwin' twenty on a nine
Rede wie Tony Hawk, Grind wirft zwanzig auf eine Neun
Nigga, how you live with no spine? Broke nigga better off dyin'
Nigga, wie lebst du ohne Rückgrat? Armer Nigga besser dran sterbend
Man, you niggas got nerve, broke ass, need to get a bird
Mann, ihr Niggas habt Nerven, armer Arsch, muss einen Vogel bekommen
Fuck it, I'ma get it off first, from the way you ain't surf
Scheiß drauf, ich werde es zuerst los, von der Art, wie du nicht surfst
You bitch niggas lookin' all hurt, funny 'til your ego got nerfed
Ihr Schlampe Niggas seht alle verletzt aus, lustig, bis euer Ego genervt wurde
Boy done made it all worse, woke up, lookin' like "Word?"
Junge hat alles schlimmer gemacht, aufgewacht, sieht aus wie „Wort?“
One-fifty lay on my shirt, twenty lay on my teeth
Einhundertfünfzig liegen auf meinem Hemd, zwanzig liegen auf meinen Zähnen
Boy, I make a M in my sleep, everything I want in my reach
Junge, ich mache ein M in meinem Schlaf, alles, was ich will, ist in meiner Reichweite
I'ma run it off tops, wonder where I've been? I've been pullin' off lots
Ich werde es von oben laufen lassen, frage mich, wo ich war? Ich habe viele abgezogen
454, I'ma keep it on stock
454, ich werde es auf Lager halten
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
Cognac Lünette mit dem Ticker auf Felsen
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
Figg Seite Nigga, sag mir, was ich nicht habe
Get it right now where I got it back then
Hol es dir jetzt, wo ich es damals hatte
Number one stunna with the love of my-
Nummer eins Stunna mit der Liebe meiner-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
Aufgezogen von der Gang mit einer Mühle wie Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Mit der Uhr, zweihundertfünfzig und eine Schlampe so- (blau, ooh)
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Ja, ja, ja, ja, ja, uh
Yeah, uh (shoo)
Ja, uh (shoo)
When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad
Als die Tür geschlossen wurde, fühlte ich mich nicht zu schlecht
I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed
Ich werde meins hochfahren, ich werde etwas beiseite legen
Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out sad
Jetzt bist du in einer breiten Geldbörse, Junge, du gehst traurig raus
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
Jetzt willst du Couch surfen und du behältst ein kleines Tuch
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
Nigga lebt aus seinem Rucksack, muss eine Tasche bekommen
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
Habe einen grauen Doppel R und es braucht beide Spuren
Got a dollar to his name, but he all gang-gang
Hat einen Dollar zu seinem Namen, aber er ist ganz Gang-Gang
But he all on my dick, and I find that strange
Aber er ist ganz auf meinem Schwanz, und ich finde das seltsam
Keep playin' with the fire, but his ass get burned
Spielt weiter mit dem Feuer, aber sein Arsch wird verbrannt
Bet your boy got split when the light got turned
Wette, dein Junge wurde gespalten, als das Licht umgedreht wurde
Got his head all cracked when the boy won't learn
Hat seinen Kopf geknackt, als der Junge nicht lernen wollte
Big racked up shawty when the block gets served
Großer aufgestapelter Shawty, wenn der Block bedient wird
Niggas always sorry when the cap don't work
Niggas sind immer traurig, wenn die Kappe nicht funktioniert
Got the butterfly doors and they fly like bird
Habe die Schmetterlingstüren und sie fliegen wie ein Vogel
Bet I love my bitch, but I ain't them nerds
Wette, ich liebe meine Schlampe, aber ich bin nicht diese Nerds
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Wie verdammt wop, wie bekomme ich eine Schlampe wie yeern?
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Tipo dannazione, come ottengo una ragazza come la tua?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
Sono un tipo da cabrio perché il sole non brucia
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
Voglio vivere con i soldi ma le strisce non sono guadagnate
I'ma get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
L'otterrò adesso, non sto aspettando il mio turno
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
Ho una casa nuova di zecca, cerco di evitare il mio dolore
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
Circa sei punti qualcosa nel campo come in chiesa
Heard the hood got whacked and the set went turnt
Ho sentito che il quartiere è stato attaccato e il set è diventato turbolento
Got a four-eight-eight in the glide like Curt
Ho una quattro-otto-otto nella planata come Curt
I've been livin' off golf for the last few deals
Ho vissuto di golf per gli ultimi affari
When the Nike check came and I still got chills
Quando è arrivato il controllo Nike e ho ancora i brividi
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
Ho fatto un colpo da 2K, non sono nemmeno diventato professionista
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
Devo comandare a LA, ora profumo di goat
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit on my chain
Chiamami Ice Cube tesoro, come si siedono sulla mia catena
Heard a lame ass nigga tryna play with my name
Ho sentito un tipo sfigato cercare di giocare con il mio nome
On them twenty-three tour and I'm goin' no brain
Sui ventitré tour e non sto usando il cervello
Goin' dumb with these hundreds, now my thumb got stained
Sto diventando stupido con queste centinaia, ora il mio pollice è macchiato
I'm a nigga out here, everything come free
Sono un ragazzo qui fuori, tutto viene gratis
I ain't never met God, but I bet he know me
Non ho mai incontrato Dio, ma scommetto che mi conosce
Put the money in the set, a nigga die in them streets
Metti i soldi nel set, un ragazzo muore in quelle strade
Threw the boy alley hoopin', now he ridin' on fleek (ooh)
Ho lanciato il ragazzo all'anello, ora sta andando alla grande (ooh)
Got a porch lightskin and the ceilin' got peeled
Ho un portico chiaro e il soffitto si è staccato
I was twenty-plus young when this shit got real
Avevo più di vent'anni quando questa merda è diventata reale
Young black boy runnin', got me out of that field
Giovane ragazzo nero in fuga, mi ha tirato fuori da quel campo
Made a livin' off game, you should get it on film
Ho fatto una vita di gioco, dovresti prenderlo su film
I ain't never your kind, late but I'm really on time
Non sono mai stato il tuo tipo, in ritardo ma sono davvero in orario
Girl, what you put in your mind? I ain't diggin' your sign
Ragazza, cosa metti nella tua mente? Non sto scavando il tuo segno
Truth, but that pussy ain't mine, hurt, but I made it out fine
Verità, ma quella figa non è mia, fa male, ma ce l'ho fatta bene
Still in my prime, broke nigga, really out lyin'
Ancora nel mio apice, ragazzo povero, davvero fuori a mentire
Talk like he Tony Hawk, grind throwin' twenty on a nine
Parla come se fosse Tony Hawk, macina lanciando venti su un nove
Nigga, how you live with no spine? Broke nigga better off dyin'
Ragazzo, come vivi senza spina dorsale? Ragazzo povero meglio se muore
Man, you niggas got nerve, broke ass, need to get a bird
Uomo, voi ragazzi avete coraggio, culo rotto, dovete prendere un uccello
Fuck it, I'ma get it off first, from the way you ain't surf
Cavolo, lo otterrò per primo, dal modo in cui non surfavi
You bitch niggas lookin' all hurt, funny 'til your ego got nerfed
Voi ragazzi sembrate tutti feriti, divertente fino a quando il vostro ego non è stato reso debole
Boy done made it all worse, woke up, lookin' like "Word?"
Il ragazzo ha reso tutto peggio, si è svegliato, sembrando "Parola?"
One-fifty lay on my shirt, twenty lay on my teeth
Cento cinquanta giacciono sulla mia maglietta, venti sui miei denti
Boy, I make a M in my sleep, everything I want in my reach
Ragazzo, faccio un M nel mio sonno, tutto quello che voglio è a portata di mano
I'ma run it off tops, wonder where I've been? I've been pullin' off lots
Lo farò correre in cima, ti chiedi dove sono stato? Sono stato a fare un sacco di cose
454, I'ma keep it on stock
454, lo terrò di serie
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
Cognac bezel con il ticker su rocce
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
Amico, dimmi cosa non ho
Get it right now where I got it back then
Lo ottengo adesso dove l'ho avuto allora
Number one stunna with the love of my-
Numero uno con l'amore del mio-
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
Cresciuto dalla gang con un milione come Philly
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
Con l'orologio, duecentocinquanta e una ragazza così- (blu, ooh)
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Sì, sì, sì, sì, sì, uh
Yeah, uh (shoo)
Sì, uh (shoo)
When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad
Quando la porta si è chiusa, non mi sono sentito troppo male
I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed
Farò salire il mio, ne avrò un po' nascosto
Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out sad
Ora sei in una borsa larga, ragazzo stai andando triste
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
Ora vuoi fare couch surf e tieni un piccolo straccio
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
Ragazzo che vive fuori dal suo zaino, ha bisogno di ottenere una borsa
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
Ho una doppia R grigia e ha bisogno di entrambe le corsie
Got a dollar to his name, but he all gang-gang
Ha un dollaro al suo nome, ma è tutto gang-gang
But he all on my dick, and I find that strange
Ma è tutto sul mio cazzo, e trovo strano
Keep playin' with the fire, but his ass get burned
Continua a giocare con il fuoco, ma il suo culo si brucia
Bet your boy got split when the light got turned
Scommetto che il tuo ragazzo si è diviso quando la luce si è accesa
Got his head all cracked when the boy won't learn
Ha la testa tutta crepata quando il ragazzo non impara
Big racked up shawty when the block gets served
Grande impilato ragazza quando il blocco viene servito
Niggas always sorry when the cap don't work
I ragazzi sono sempre dispiaciuti quando il cappello non funziona
Got the butterfly doors and they fly like bird
Ho le porte a farfalla e volano come uccelli
Bet I love my bitch, but I ain't them nerds
Scommetto che amo la mia ragazza, ma non sono quei nerd
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
Tipo dannazione, come ottengo una ragazza come la tua?
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
まったく、どうやって憧れるようなビッチを手に入れるんだ?
I'm a drop-top nigga 'cause the sun won't burn
俺はドロップトップの野郎だ、だって太陽が燃えないから
Wanna live like guap but the stripes ain't earned
金持ちみたいに生きたいけど、ストライプは手に入れてない
I'ma get it right now, I ain't waitin' no turn
今すぐ手に入れるぜ、順番を待ってられない
Got a brand new house, tryna avoid my hurt
真新しい家を手に入れた、傷つくのを避けようとしてる
'Bout six point somethin' in the field like church
教会みたいなフィールドで6ポイントちょっと
Heard the hood got whacked and the set went turnt
地元がやられてセットがめちゃくちゃなったって聞いた
Got a four-eight-eight in the glide like Curt
カート・ラッセルのように撃ちまくってフェラーリ488を手に入れた
I've been livin' off golf for the last few deals
ここ数回の取引でゴルフ生活をしてきた
When the Nike check came and I still got chills
ナイキのチェックが来ても、まだ背筋が凍る
Hit a 2K lick, I ain't even go pro
2Kで大きな儲けをした、俺はプロにならなくても
Gotta boss LA, now I'm smellin' like goat
LAをボスとした、今や山羊のような匂いがする
Call me Ice Cube baby, way they sit on my chain
Ice Cubeと呼んでくれ、ネックレスに座ってるから
Heard a lame ass nigga tryna play with my name
俺の名前で遊ぼうとしてる奴がいるって聞いた
On them twenty-three tour and I'm goin' no brain
23ツアーに乗って、頭を使わずに行く
Goin' dumb with these hundreds, now my thumb got stained
これらの100で馬鹿になって、今は親指が汚れてる
I'm a nigga out here, everything come free
俺はここにいる黒人、すべて無料
I ain't never met God, but I bet he know me
神様には会ったことがないけど、彼は俺のことを知っているだろう
Put the money in the set, a nigga die in them streets
お金をセットに入れて、その男はその道ですべてを失った
Threw the boy alley hoopin', now he ridin' on fleek (ooh)
男に女の口に出した精子を投げて、今彼はスタイリッシュに乗ってる(ooh)
Got a porch lightskin and the ceilin' got peeled
ポーチはライトスキンで、天井は剥がれた
I was twenty-plus young when this shit got real
このことが本当になった時、俺は今より20歳以上若かった
Young black boy runnin', got me out of that field
走り去る若い黒人、俺をあのフィールドから連れ出してくれた
Made a livin' off game, you should get it on film
他のことで生計を立ててきた、お前はそれを映画にすべきだ
I ain't never your kind, late but I'm really on time
俺は決してお前のみたいな人間じゃない、遅れたが実際にはちょうど時間通り
Girl, what you put in your mind? I ain't diggin' your sign
なあ、何を考えてる?お前の星座には興味ない
Truth, but that pussy ain't mine, hurt, but I made it out fine
真実だけど、そのマンコは俺のものじゃない、傷つく、俺はうまくやり過ごした
Still in my prime, broke nigga, really out lyin'
まだ俺の全盛期だ、貧乏な奴は本当のことを言っている
Talk like he Tony Hawk, grind throwin' twenty on a nine
Tony Hawkのように話す、9番に20を投げる
Nigga, how you live with no spine? Broke nigga better off dyin'
野郎、背骨がないでどうやって生きてるんだ?貧乏な奴は死ぬ方がましだ
Man, you niggas got nerve, broke ass, need to get a bird
お前らは神経をつかった、貧乏なやつは鳥を手に入れるべきだ
Fuck it, I'ma get it off first, from the way you ain't surf
クソ、俺は最初に手に入れるぜ、お前はサーフィンしてないから
You bitch niggas lookin' all hurt, funny 'til your ego got nerfed
お前たちビッチどもみんな傷ついてるみたいだ、面白いね、お前たちのエゴが削られると
Boy done made it all worse, woke up, lookin' like "Word?"
奴はすべてを悪化させた、目を覚まして、「どうした?」って見てみろ
One-fifty lay on my shirt, twenty lay on my teeth
150,000ドルは俺のシャツに、20,000ドルは俺の歯に使った
Boy, I make a M in my sleep, everything I want in my reach
おい、俺は寝ている間に100万ドル稼ぐ、俺の手が届くすべてのもの
I'ma run it off tops, wonder where I've been? I've been pullin' off lots
俺はトップから実行する、俺がどこにいたか気になる?裏で手を引いていたんだ
454, I'ma keep it on stock
454、保存しておく
Cognac bezel with the ticker on rocks
コニャックのベゼル、ロック・テロップ付き
Figg side nigga, tell me what I ain't got
かっこいい野郎、俺が持ってないものを教えてくれ
Get it right now where I got it back then
あの頃、俺が手に入れたものを今手に入れろ
Number one stunna with the love of my-
一番好きなものを見せびらかしてー
Raised by the gang with a mill' like Philly
フィラデルフィアのようなギャングに育てられ
With the watch, two-fifty and a bitch so- (blue, ooh)
時計と250万ドルとビッチと (ブルー ooh)
Uh
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh (shoo)
Yeah, uh (shoo)
When the door got closed, I ain't feel too bad
扉が閉じられたとき、あまり悪い気分じゃなかった
I'ma run mine up, I'ma have some stashed
俺は自分のものを手に入れる、ちょっとは隠し持つつもりだ
Now you in a broad purse, boy you goin' out sad
今、お前は広い財布にいる、なあ、悲しいことになるぞ
Now you wanna couch surf and you keep a little rag
今、居候したがっているけど、ちょっとした雑巾を持ってる
Nigga livin' out his backpack, need to get a bag
その男はリュックに住んでる、バッグを手に入れるべきだ
Got a gray double R and it need both lanes
グレーのRolls-Royceがあり、両方のレーンが必要だ
Got a dollar to his name, but he all gang-gang
彼の名前には金がつぎ込まれてる、でもみんなギャング
But he all on my dick, and I find that strange
でも俺のことばかり気にするんだ、それが変だと思う
Keep playin' with the fire, but his ass get burned
火遊びを続けて、炎上する
Bet your boy got split when the light got turned
ライトが消えたときにお前の男が分かれたと確信している
Got his head all cracked when the boy won't learn
その男が学ばないと頭が割れた
Big racked up shawty when the block gets served
ブロックが提供されるときにずいぶんな金持ちになる
Niggas always sorry when the cap don't work
嘘が通用しないときは、申し訳ないようにしてるやつ
Got the butterfly doors and they fly like bird
蝶のように飛び立つドアを手に入れて、鳥のように飛び立つ
Bet I love my bitch, but I ain't them nerds
自分の女が大好きだけど、俺はあいつらみたいにオタクじゃない
Like damn wop, how I get a bitch like yeern?
まったく、どうやって憧れるようなビッチを手に入れるんだ?

Trivia about the song Yeern 101 by ScHoolboy Q

When was the song “Yeern 101” released by ScHoolboy Q?
The song Yeern 101 was released in 2024, on the album “BLUE LIPS”.
Who composed the song “Yeern 101” by ScHoolboy Q?
The song “Yeern 101” by ScHoolboy Q was composed by Quincy Matthew Hanley, Ronald LaTour.

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