Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
Supacoola.
Tell them hoes to shut up.
Yeah.
-Well, uh. . . -And P, listen
The only niggas I fuck with do not endorse truck fit.
Do not promote skinny jeans nor moon boots or that fuck shit.
The only niggas I fuck with could care less 'bout being prime time.
Our little niggas got big figures flipping bright lime when it's grind time. The only niggas I fuck with would never put a B over them.
Would never put a little C something Kim. Would never put a Weezy F over them.
Always put the streets over some trim. Behind the beam calling me Jim.
Signed a life and sacrificed a limb. Signed a life and sacrificed a limb.
Real niggas be watching me, but I'm Stevie Wonder to a hating hoe.
Slam dunking that pussy, bust a nut, then I hit her with the fader, bro. Your bitch is calling me Supacoola.
Dick longer than a meter ruler. Head game good 'cause I'm a suitor.
Might cut and fuck, but never chop and screw her. Hold up, hold up.
Who remembers my struggle when I had to flip turn the tussle? Turn all my hustle to muscle. Now hold up, hold up.
Remember me when I was spending shit, now I'm flexing on 'em.
Real muscle, nigga, no motherfucking me supplements.
You ain't considered the realest until your niggas are killers and caterpillars evolve from trap builders.
And all your people taste of the ether.
The rest of the equals done came face to face with the reaper and tied their lace for the sequel.
I forgot a little time to rewind that back and play it again.
But until then, it's -the mafia, bitch. -Now hold up, hold on, shut up.
Who remembers my comma?
Who, who, who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on, shut up.
Hold on, shut up. Hold on, shut up. Hold on, shut up. And it's my life.
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on. Who remember right before the O, it was just a
G and we was plan D?
The game was told at a early age, bet y'all niggas thought y'all playing me. I'm straight killing, no plan B. Saying grace with no Nancy.
Now it's hands down that I'm best around. When I'm in your town, I'm hands-free.
Hold up, but you know what? They ain't think that I'd blow up.
Straight showing out when I show up. Got them hoes mouths like donuts. A closed mouth will get no love.
I'm so 'bout it, bro, sure enough.
Po-po shout when I po' up on that south side where I post up. Like who remember I ain't never changed?
All the way one hundred on everything. Do remember y'all never came.
I laid in bed with them devils late like every day just to get it straight. Now you can't do shit but hate.
Anime, I eat the cake all on a November day. I'm planning moves on bigger stage, tryna cruise like
Kid 'n Play. I'm bad news that's here to stay. My trap boom down the interstate.
Hold up, hold up. Who remember that G? I. T. 220 tatted on my tummy.
I feed the hood when I eat. Ugh. Hold on, shut up. Who remembers my comma?
Who, who, who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach?
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on, shut up. Hold on, shut up. H-h-hold on, shut up.
Hold on, shut up. Yeah. Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on.
Hold on, shut up. Who remembers my comma?
Who, who, who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stomach? Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on, shut up.
Hold on, shut up. H-h-hold on, shut up. Hold on, shut up. Yeah.
Who remembers my haters when I was keeping it G?
'Cause I don't remember them bitches, but them hoes remember me. Now hold on