Текст песни: Rewind II + перевод

The bullet comes out of his head back in the Draco

I moonwalk back to the car, gun on my waist

Take the ski mask off of my face, blunt flies back in the trunk

Between my index and my middle finger, it’s stuck

Inhale the smoke, take a puff

Drivin' in reverse, proceed to light it up

'Matic still Nas to listenin'

It’s me and the opp, gets further in distance, hand on my watch

Movin' backwards, the Chronic jumps out the back wood

As the leaf waits for the guts and rolls itself back up

Text from a bitch sayin', «Eat to going still»

Put my phone back in my pocket, took my knee off the wheel

Hand on my wheel, my car in drive, foot on the gas

Up the freeway ramp, adjust the rearview and look at my past

Speed goin' back up on the dash as I listen to Hill, Lauryn, and uncrumble all

of this hash

Back in the carpool, flippin' off 12

The window rolls down and in comes pistachio shells

Cutie smilin' at me, I unthrew up the deuce

Triple one-two, three-one-three, three-one-two

On the side of a purple Maserati, wonder if she got a body up

Or should I think I? It’s a hottie

Goin' down on the up ramp, creep slow, back to the light

I’ma kill 'em 'fore the end of the night

Talkin' on my burner cell like, «At he where?»

Back into a parkin' spot, handicap in the mirror

Car door opens, my nigga out yells, «Woo-Su»

Windows roll up, I’m thinkin' to myself, «Who these niggas in this coupe?»

Back in the store, woods back in my hand

Sit 'em on the counter as he hands me back my Benz

And says, «Nigga my, you thank,» I pass him a coke can

10,000 goes back in my pocket in rubber bands

Back to the whip in rewind, back to the spot

Walkin' up the stairs backwards, the clip comes outta the Glock

The key goes back in the lock

I walk in facin' out, take my shoes off and fall on the couch

This bitch takes my dick out of her mouth

Stands back up and tells me what her day was about

We hug as her clothes fly up to her hands, lip singin' B Cardi while she dance

Tapes Bundy Ted, credits roll down, chill and Netflix

As I unfasten the latch on my cuban link necklace

She gave me a second hug for the first time

Walks outta the door back in the Uber as I’m cleanin' my .9

I sit it down right next to my phone

Go back to sleep and undream about Rihanna runnin' 'round in a thong

Woke up tired and went back to the booth

Sample God’s Sons, rewind it and wrote it backwards to a loop

Listen up gangsters and honeys with your hair done

Pull up a chair, hon', and put it in the air, son

Dawg, whatever they call you, God, just listen

I spit a story backwards, it starts at the endin'

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