Текст и перевод песни pH-1 - PACKITUP! (Prod. BMTJ)

PACKITUP! (Prod. BMTJ)

돈 몇 십억을 벌고 여기 뜰래니까 baby, hold my bag
너넨 평생 구린 노래들만 뽑아대
그건 예의 아냐 리스너들 고막에 너
정말 미안하다면 은퇴로서 보상해

Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up
Do you go hard? Then back it up
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up
Do you go hard? Then back it up

Let′s take it back to the days in New York
처음 랩을 시작할 때 부 터
생각한적 한번 없는 차트 순서
지금도 그에 대한 건 변함 없어 물론 근데
가끔 둘러보면 나도 좀 생겨 의혹
Really? Why him?
내 기준에 빵점인 곡이 상위에
개개인의 취향이 다른 건 나도 알아
그걸 존중은 해 but come on, why him?

I don't really get it but it′s how it is
답이 없는 질문 나나 정신차리길
음악은 둘째 이미지만 좋으면 돼
앨범 구려도 피쳐링 만 좋으면 돼
없는 총 smoking bongs 뭔가 있는 척
Know some real trappers out there but you ain't one
아 참 인스타그램 에서 너 분탕질 좀 하지마 네 팬들 운다

Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up
Do you go hard? Then back it up
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up
Do you go hard? Then back it up

Why don't you just quit now, pack it up, pack, pack it
Do you go hard? Then back it up
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up
Do you go hard? Then back it up

Wait, I got more 머리 텅 빈 평론가들 제발 pack it up
질투심에 싸는 똥 글 다 pack it up
네 주위 알 사람 다 아는데
끝까지 아닌 척 하면서 사재기하는 너네 들 다 pack it up
높게 살게 너의 패기는
유명한 히트 송 여러 곡들 섞어놓은 다음 베끼는
노래도 결국 팔린다는 게 지겹기는
해도 끝까지 해봐야지 뭐 없어 백기는

No white flag, no white flag
Come here, baby, hold my bag
Call my mama, call my dad
We good for a lifetime, that′s a humble brag
We used to walk around and have people laugh at us
Now Prada callin′ up 'cause we regulars
떠날게 큰 돈이 생기면
I better go start packing up

PACKITUP! (Prod. BMTJ)

Baby, hold my bag, darling, I made my millions and I am bound to blow it all now.
All you ever churn out are crappy tracks.
What you're doing to your listeners' ears is not right.
If you're truly sorry, retire for good as penance.

Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up.
Do you go hard? Then back it up.
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up.
Do you go hard? Then back it up.

Let's take it back to the days in New York.
To the very first time I picked up a mic.
I never once gave chart positions a thought.
And nothing's changed in that regard for me to this day.
But sometimes, when I look around, I can't help but wonder.
Really? Why him?
Tracks that I consider mediocre are topping the charts.
I get that everyone has different tastes.
I respect that, but come on, why him?

I don't really get it, but it's how it is.
Unanswerable questions; maybe I just need to snap out of it.
Music comes second. As long as your image is good, that's all that matters.
Even if your album sucks if the features are good, that's all that matters.
Pretending to smoke bongs but you got nothing.
I know some real trappers out there, but you ain't one.
Oh, and can you stop showing off so much on Instagram? Your fans are crying.

Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up.
Do you go hard? Then back it up.
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up.
Do you go hard? Then back it up.

Why don't you just quit now, pack it up, pack, pack it?
Do you go hard? Then back it up.
Just quit now, pack it up, pack it up.
Do you go hard? Then back it up.

Wait, I got more. Empty-headed critics, you need to pack it up.
All that envious crap you're spewing, pack it up.
Everyone around you knows the truth.
Quit pretending and cashing in. You need to pack it up.
Your passion reached its peak.
You rip off popular hits and cobble them together.
You hate that even that sells, but keep doing it anyway.
Might as well see it through to the end, no turning back now.

No white flag, no white flag.
Come here, baby, hold my bag.
Call my mama, call my dad.
We good for a lifetime, that's a humble brag.
We used to walk around and have people laugh at us.
Now Prada is calling us up because we are regulars.
I'll leave when I've made it big,
Better start packing my bags.