TRANSLATE GAME
SKIP INTRO
Translate the highlighted words as you listen to the song
No,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no
No,
no,
no,
no,
no
Major
distribution,
man,
my
label
on my
dick,
for real
Fuckin' with
your friend
and
she ain't
tell
you,
y'all ain't
shit,
for real
I've
been
out here
crushin' on
success,
now
she
my
bitch,
for real
You say
I'm
persuasive,
girl,
but
you
can't spell
that
shit,
for real
Hmm,
hmm,
in
this
mansion,
I'm Macaulay Culkin
Paid
in full
I'm
Mekhi
Phif'
Know
you're tired
we
just did
dinner
for three hours
Lyin' to me
all night
Buyin'
BM's
Benzes
out of spite
Paid
a
hundred
ran up
somethin'
light
Simple
price
to
keep 'em out
my life
Booby Trap
we need
a business office
Magic City
need a
business office
Twenty-nine
I
keep a
business office
I'm
in love with
Houston
Dallas
Austin
Tell
your
guys
to
hold off on
the team chains
Seem like
they
may need
money
for coffins
Cuban girl
her family
grind coffee
Text me
on the signal
don't call me
Hmm,
hmm,
major
distribution,
labels
call me
bad bunny
numbers
it's a
robbery
Five-hundred
million
just for
Aubrey
Mmm,
hmm,
yeah,
major distribution
how I pop it
Mention me
to be
the hottest topic
Same place
you
send
your bitches
shoppin'
Okay,
go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Okay,
okay,
go
stupid,
stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
okay
Nigga
tried to
play this shit
light,
play
it
cool,
play me like
I'm sweet
Fuckin'
on an
opp
nigga
bitch,
say she
miss the
golds
in my
teeth
4L
shit,
know
we
steppin',
y'all should
get to
funeral
preparin'
SF90
this is
not
McLaren
make an
IG
model
run
my errands
He
go
missin',
we
gonna spin
his
parents,
stayed
in
Houston
long as
Steve
Francis
Shoot
his
feet,
got him
doin'
dances,
wiggin' niggas
like I played
at Kansas
Ever
seen
somebody
get
shot?
Lot of
shit
I
seen
before the top
I
ain't tryna
wrestle
like
The
Rock,
fuck
the
Tris,
I'd
rather
sip
the Wock'
Lot of
things
I
do
to
stay alive
everything
except for
call
a cop
Savage
still
let his
gun
pop,
FOX
5
gang,
get you knocked
Major distribution
labels
callin'
harry styles
numbers
it's a
robbery
My
niggas
go in-Zayn
to
catch
a
body,
we
was
face
to
face,
you
could've shot me
Okay,
go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Okay,
okay,
go
stupid,
stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
go stupid
Go
stupid,
okay