Текст песни: Buy It Out Remix + перевод

New bitch same fight

New city new flight

Four shows in a night

Four hoes in my ride

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Louis, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Prada, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Louis, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Prada, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I be wearing all these labels

Now I got labels trynna sign me

You trynna hit me from your mama crib

It’s a nice crib I could buy it

All of ya’ll older than me

And you are still not in my league

I made a 100 last week

We seem to cannot compete

They don’t understand my music

I’m in 2027

I’m the leader of the new wave

Can I get some fucking credit

Oooooooh I think I’m half your age

Ooooooh have 100k up on my chain though

I write it, I read it, recite it then burn it

You keep the tag on it so you can return it

I murder the verses, go ask the researchers

I was a merchant, in bulk we would purchase

I had the Rolex’s, G-star and Armani

At fifteen I was already a lani

Kaapstad zoo is the home of the apies

We rolling the dice you would think it’s Jumanji

Rest in peace Robin, my outfit is modern

You eating McDonalds, I’m eating that cotton

Idi Amin, I’ve been over seas

But when I come back, I’m still living extreme

Lam in the corner in front of shebeens

Ask for a skyf and I skryf a sixteen

Buying it out with the money machine

Check the thread count bitch simply kotin

I know you hate me coz you know my life is awesome

Tropicana jig that shit just way too awesome

Bitches love me, they say: Stilo you’re so gorgeous

Stilo you’re so gorgeous

Stilo you’re so gorgeous

I don’t shop at the mall

I see you flexing with my old bitch

Now I’m bout to get a game of toe tag

In my swim shorts and a moonbag

New dance, they like who’s that

Have her tie it in a durag and a hoop earing

Like it’s new jack

Nino Brown with the head shots

When I pull up on em I’m like skrrr pa

Then I’m like pa pa pa

Duck down, duck down

Quiet down no sound

I’m the man round town

Who you trust if it ain’t me

Money growing like a tree

Money growing like a tree

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve (oh God it’s Major League)

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve (we got KLY on this one)

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

(Ay yo Frank, make 'em believe bra, make 'em believe)

I walk into Prada

Hakuna matata

I’m black as my cheque

I paid up my tax

I buy it all, not from malls

I want it all, even yours woah woah

They say franky you just landed

Man how’d he get the snakes

They can always buy the style

They can never buy the taste

Got my whole entourage

And I played Vinny Chase

Riky said you a star

Got me here, gave me space

Took a year to hit a bar

Should invest in real estate

Man fake is what they are

Even in they’re realest state

Damn look at what you made

Damn look at what he makes

Open doors, open gates

Man I’m talking Billy Gates

Okay do me a favour

Do me a favour please

It’s not a remix till we got the OG

It’s not a remix till we got hte OG of this swag shit

He goes by the name… a fuck it

Your shit be fake like a toupe

My shit be fresh like a new day

You can’t pronounce what the shoe say

When it’s all in your face like a tooth ache

I got the Nick Cannon for wilding out

When I’m Sandton I buy it out

I’m in my own leauge

So you best believe it’s any time when I’m flying out

I’m on a thousand and one features

You got a thousand and one sneakers

But I got one pair that cost more

Than a thousand and one sneakers

Off the rip I’ve been the one screaming

Fuck all of these dumb teachers

Fuck all of these dumb boundries

The sound of the money machine counting

I’m back stroking in the swimming pool

Bring out Envy for a interview

We gon have a little barbeque

Then start working on Hall of Fame 2

I got your bitch in a mini coop

Coz she thicker than a mini coop

I’ve been getting mad plenty scoop

When you was still dreaming bout meeting scoop

I be like, hold up big show, came back, fall back

Never shopping at the H&M

Until I be getting more cake than them

Coz me and Riky like an atm

Your shit wacker than a fake attempt

Don’t underestimate the way we win

Coz I be in the chopper smelling prim and proper

So we could shake up the place again

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Louis, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Prada, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Louis, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

I walk into Gucci, I buy it out

Walk into Prada, I buy it out

All of my niggas is wildin' out

All of my niggas is wild now

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve

Ooh, I think I hit a nerve