Текст и перевод песни Yung Beef - Trapunzel

Trapunzel

Mis tigres no janguean con ratas (No)
Los demonios no jodemos con Santas
Mañana pueo' morirme hoy estoy aqui (Estamos aqui)
Ponme otro gramo en el skir (Skir)
Los tigres no janguean con ratas (No)
Los demonios no jodemos con Santas (nah)
Mañana pueo' morirme hoy estoy aquí (estamos aquí)
Ponme otro gramo en el skir (skir)
Un águila no vuela con palomos
A 3000 pies de altura (ahah)
Me río solo
Yo solo que quema tu combo yo lo quemo solo (yo solo)
Ahora estoy solito no quieren ser mongolos
All day rolling penny bord
Si escuchas kefta boys eres un joseador (joseador)
I dont care ma bitch rare (rare)
No tengo ni un chavo escupo iluminare (rihanna)
Me voy a quedar con to' lo juro por mi mare (mi mare)
Tu bitch me esta mirando como si soy de Marte
Voy a morir con el canuto por la mitad
Dios se creía que era bueno en realidad
Me dijo hijo to lo que quieras yo lo dejo (I've got it)
Le dije dame fuego me voy pal' infierno (fuck that shit)
Por ser la única que me entiende ni yo me entiendo (qué va)
Yung beef baby too much bacon
(Estribillo)
Mis tigres no janguean con ratas
(No)
Los demonios no jodemos con Santas
Mañana pueo' morirme hoy estoy aquí (estamos aquí)
Ponme otro gramo en el skir (skir)

Trapunzel

My sweethearts don't run with snitches (No)
We demons don't mess with saints
Tomorrow I could be gone, but today I'm here (We're here)
Give me another gram in the bong (Bong)
My sweethearts don't run with snitches (No)
We demons don't mess with saints (Nah)
Tomorrow I could be gone, but today I'm here (We're here)
Give me another gram in the bong (Bong)
An eagle doesn't fly with doves
At 3000 feet in the air (Ahah)
I laugh alone
Only me who burns your weed, I burn it alone (Alone)
Now I'm all alone, they don't want to be mongrels
All day rolling penny board
If you listen to Kefta Boys, you're a hustler (Hustler)
I don't care, my bitch is rare (Rare)
I don't have a dime, I spit fire (Rihanna)
I'm gonna keep it all, I swear on my mother (My mother)
Your bitch is looking at me like I'm from Mars
I'm gonna die with a joint halfway through
God thought he was good, but he really wasn't
He said, son, whatever you want, I'll give it to you (I've got it)
I said, give me fire, I'm going to hell (Fuck that shit)
For being the only one who understands me, I don't even understand myself (What's the matter?)
Yung Beef, baby, too much bacon
(Chorus)
My sweethearts don't run with snitches
(No)
We demons don't mess with saints
Tomorrow I could be gone, but today I'm here (We're here)
Give me another gram in the bong (Bong)