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Текст и перевод песни Playboi Carti — Sky

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What? What? What? What?

I’m so high, man, I can’t even feel sh*t

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me (Alright)

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me

I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)

I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)

I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)

I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing

I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (D*mn)

I’m way too high, woah, woah

I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)

I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah, woah

I’m way too high (Woah)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)

It’s the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)

I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)

I let my b*tch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)

I’m ’bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)

Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)

I make her scream when we f*ck (Slatt, scream)

I don’t drive R8s, I don’t like those

I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?)

Can’t f*ck with nobody, not even my shadow

I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos

She my best friend, yeah, we not a couple (Slatt)

She a rockstar, she a s*x symbol

The way she do that sh*t, she make it look simple (What? What?)

The way she do that sh*t, she make it look simple (What? What?)

Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)

Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)

Tell me everybody you took to this room (Ooh, ooh)

I gotta know who you f*ck, f*cked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)

I gotta know who you f*cked in this room (Huh, oh)

I gotta know who you f*cked in this room (Yeah)

Can’t trust no b*tch (What? Yeah), can’t trust these n****s (Bih)

In love with my money, in love with my pistols

In love with my b*tch, I think she my b*tch (Woah, bih)

I know she s*ck d*ck, I know she not sh*t (Woah, what?)

I been thinking ’bout it, finna cut off that b*tch (What? What?)

She don’t cook, she don’t clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)

I don’t even like to hug (What? What?), I don’t even like to kiss

I just pat her on the a*s, and tell her, "Good sh*t"

I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence

I’m ’bout to pour up some red (Red)

And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (What? Slatt, slatt)

And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (Slatt)

I’m ’bout to pour up some red (What?)

And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (What?)

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me (Alright)

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me

I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)

I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)

I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)

I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing

I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (D*mn)

I’m way too high, woah, woah

I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)

I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah, woah

I’m way too high (Woah)

What? What? What? What?

I’m so high man, I can’t even feel sh*t

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high, man, I can’t even feel sh*t

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (D*mn)
I’m way too high, woah, woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah, woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

Wake up (Yeah, wake up)
It’s the first of the month (Slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (Woah, what, slatt)
I let my b*tch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt)
I’m ’bout to dirty my cup (Woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up)
I make her scream when we f*ck (Slatt, scream)
I don’t drive R8s, I don’t like those
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (What?)
Can’t f*ck with nobody, not even my shadow
I got on Ed Hardy, she got on stilettos
She my best friend, yeah, we not a couple (Slatt)
She a rockstar, she a s*x symbol
The way she do that sh*t, she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that sh*t, she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? What?)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, yeah)
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Tell me everybody you took to this room (Ooh, ooh)
I gotta know who you f*ck, f*cked in this room (Ooh, what? What?)
I gotta know who you f*cked in this room (Huh, oh)
I gotta know who you f*cked in this room (Yeah)
Can’t trust no b*tch (What? Yeah), can’t trust these n****s (Bih)
In love with my money, in love with my pistols
In love with my b*tch, I think she my b*tch (Woah, bih)
I know she s*ck d*ck, I know she not sh*t (Woah, what?)
I been thinking ’bout it, finna cut off that b*tch (What? What?)
She don’t cook, she don’t clean, but she want Ruth Chris (What? What?)
I don’t even like to hug (What? What?), I don’t even like to kiss
I just pat her on the a*s, and tell her, "Good sh*t"
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (What? Slatt, slatt)
And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (Slatt)
I’m ’bout to pour up some red (What?)
And shawty gon’ roll up some sh*t (What?)

I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me (Alright)
I told my boy go roll like ten blunts for me
I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I’m trying to get high ’til I can’t feel nothing (Woah)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing (Slatt, slatt)
I can fall out the sky and I still won’t feel nothing
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (D*mn)
I’m way too high, woah, woah
I’m way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)
I’m way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah, woah
I’m way too high (Woah)

What? What? What? What?
I’m so high man, I can’t even feel sh*t

Перевод добавил: Андрей Курышев

Краткое описание

Текст песни Playboi Carti — Sky описывает состояние музыканта, который находится в состоянии высокого кайфа и не чувствует ничего вокруг. Он просит друга скрутить ему десять блантов, чтобы продолжить употребление наркотиков и оставаться на краю невесомости. В песне также звучат строки о том, что артист слишком высок, чтобы ощущать что-либо, даже если он упадет с небес. В дополнение к этому, упоминается ритуал пробуждения в начале месяца, где музыкант сосредоточивается на счете денег, приготовлении кокаина и использовании наркотиков. В целом, слова песни передают образ человека, погруженного в мир наркотиков и стремящегося к чувству безграничной невесомости и невозможности..

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