still prevail Lyrics Translation in English

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Something Wrong?

[Intro]

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah



[Chorus]

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Sipping OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Vetement trench

Black leather Vetement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This bitch drankin' me, she a fish

This girl drinking me, she's a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I'm it

Your baby mama knows that I'm it

I fuck on her, never want lip

I hook up with her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

She calls for a friend for some help

Quit the games, bitch, you know I'm a player

Quit the games, girl, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

All this salt only killing the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 l inhale

It's some G33 l inhale

Man, I pray all my niggas is well

Man, I pray all my guys are well

And I told you I still will prevail

And I told you I still will prevail



[Verse 1]

Come on, ain't tryna be late

Come on, ain't tryna be late

Got a show, l'ma go cross-state

Got a show, I'ma go cross-state

We could creep and be well out thе way

We could creep and be well out the way

Pick a time and a place

Pick a time and a place

I done seen how niggas switch sidеs

I done seen how guys switch sides

I'm like, "Nah, I'm straight"

I'm like, "Nah, I'm straight"

Bitch bad, got a gap through her thighs

Girl's bad, got a gap through her thighs

She fine, okay

She's fine, okay

They still gotta pay us

They still gotta pay us

I took her to Zales

I took her to Zales

I cut like a flair

I cut like a flair

Have the Cuban, I don't wanna link

Have the Cuban, I don't wanna link

I clear all the tabs

I clear all the tabs

They pay for their abs

They pay for their abs

I put faith in my craft

I put faith in my craft

And for now on, I'm keepin' receipts

And from now on, I'm keeping receipts

On the grind, I'm knee-deep

On the grind, I'm knee-deep

These rhymes paid all my lease

These rhymes paid all my lease

She fine, speakin' in Greek

She's fine, speaking in Greek

With vibes, we out in Greece

With vibes, we out in Greece

High, stimulate my mind, tryna reach my peak

High, stimulate my mind, trying to reach my peak

High, yeah, I'm gon' touch the sky, you know I get fleek

High, yeah, I'm gon' touch the sky, you know I get fleek

Yo, slide

Yo, slide



[Chorus]

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Sipping OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Vetement trench

Black leather Vetement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This bitch drankin' me, she a fish

This girl drinking me, she's a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I'm it

Your baby mama knows that I'm it

I fuck on her, never want lip

I hook up with her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

She calls for a friend for some help

Quit the games, bitch, you know I'm a player

Quit the games, girl, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

All this salt only killing the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 l inhale

It's some G33 l inhale

Man, I pray all my niggas is well

Man, I pray all my guys are well

And I told you I still will prevail

And I told you I still will prevail



[Verse 2]

Thank the Lord, I don't take it for granted

Thank the Lord, I don't take it for granted

I can pop on a whole 'nother planet

I can pop on a whole 'nother planet

I love fuckin' my bitch 'cause I'm mannish

I love hooking up with my girl 'cause I'm mannish

I love watchin' her take off her panties

I love watching her take off her panties

I know some of you niggas can't stand it

I know some of you guys can't stand it

Ain't gon' get it, that nigga still havin'

Ain't gon' get it, that guy's still having

Love to see me, they seein' what's happenin'

Love to see me, they seeing what's happening

They stay ready, l'on gotta get ready

They stay ready, I don't gotta get ready

She with it, I don't gotta say it

She with it, I don't gotta say it

I don't figured you know how to play it

I don't figured you know how to play it

I'm all on they radar

I'm all on their radar

I'm high-key that nigga for real

I'm high-key that guy for real

Keep workin', it pay off

Keep working, it pays off

You spend it however you feel

You spend it however you feel

I can't take a day off

I can't take a day off

I'm plantin' more seeds in the field

I'm planting more seeds in the field

Yeah, nigga fly, dressin' to kill

Yeah, guy fly, dressing to kill

No lie, this energy real

No lie, this energy real

Rhyme geekin' on

Rhyme geekin' on

Landin' in Beverly Hills

Landing in Beverly Hills

Out my mind

Out my mind

Half a mil' for my bills

Half a mil for my bills

That's why I grind

That's why I grind

Fuck how a nigga feel

Fuck how a guy feels



[Chorus]

Sippin' OJ in the Cris'

Sipping OJ in the Cris'

Model with me and she lit

Model with me and she lit

Black leather Vetement trench

Black leather Vetement trench

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

Thousands gon' go on my wrist

This bitch drankin' me, she a fish

This girl drinking me, she's a fish

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

They soft that they swivel, don't stick

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

I can do a lot of things but don't miss

Your baby mama know that I mean it

Your baby mama knows that I mean it

I fuck on her, never want lip

I hook up with her, never want lip

She call for a friend for some help

She calls for a friend for some help

Quit the games, bitch, you know I'm a player

Quit the games, girl, you know I'm a player

All this salt only killin' the snails

All this salt only killing the snails

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

Load the yacht up, I'm ready to sail

It's some G33 l inhale

It's some G33 l inhale

Man, I pray all my niggas is well

Man, I pray all my guys are well

And I told you I still will prevail

And I told you I still will prevail

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