Songtexte High roller (feat. Yasmin) - Dariush

Built like gods if they are greek
Get my name right then we might speak
She's like "c'est toi qui fais ta musique?"
Do you see anyone else in this bitch?
Tats on my body you can't read
Still they wanna meet the Persian boy
You only come for fashion week
Rive gauche rive droite at my patio
Take it piano
Ain't much you can tell me these days
Dropping masterpieces and hangin low
Swear I'm outta place these days
I miss a time I did not know
Disco-nympho, rolling loud in Monte Carlo
Window, wind blow, blowing snow in San Francisco
Chevy bimbos, 80s pornos
Many hate on my mixtures
Many say I ain't where I'm from
Many hate on my cultures
Many say "go back where you're from"
Dropped outta college
But I topped my class
"T'es sûr que c'est pas risqué?"
"T'es sûr que ça passe?"
You ain't heard me if you gotta ask
I'm getting money and I'm grabbing -

High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life
High roller and higher life

I go smoothly with the moves
And I get money how I choose
In south of France I got the views
I'll go crazy on the news
Yeah homies never more than douze
This ain't a gang bitch it's a zoo

She said "take me to your studio"
So I took her to my bedroom
In here no legroom
Put them on my back and shoulders to save room
White washed girls do come around
And white washed girls all better know
My immigrant kin didn't come on boat
For me to jump at any hoe
"Euh that's slightly offensive euh"
"You can't say that shit"
Keyboard's french it's typing "thé" instead of "the"
I swear it's killing me
A keynote when she talks
She from Paris
You know how chéries be
I put my time and energy
To rep three countries with no embassies
And that's on me, on me, on me, on me and only me
That's on me and everything I own
S/o Paris homie s/o Rome
Chéries see me, I make every single moan
And it's like that
Italian blood, it ain't that bad
Slick back, all black
Yeah and they love that
"Love"? Hold on wait it ain't like that
Hate me? Look back there's where your line at
"Tu viens d'où?"
Je viens - wait who are you?
Way too many ask for rendezvous
Name's Dariush aka the musical prostitute
Bevo per dimenticare
Ma ora non ricordo
"Do you know Italian or sign language?"
I can use my hands if you want to know
People out here they be talking shit
People out here they ain't doing this
Wake up at dawn, making hits with no yawn
Homie dreams are dreamt
But are built with grit
People out here they be talking shit
People out here they ain't doing this
Wake up at dawn, making hits with no yawn
Homie dreams are dreamt
But are built with grit