Found the translated lyrics for this, dude was saying some real shyt.
Kaaris – Comme Gucci Mane (English lyrics)
Intro:
2.7 (x2)
V.R.A.N
Verse 1 :
Even if I wore a suit I would never get hired
All I want to do is sin to make money, until I’m embalmed
Blue White and Red, fukk You, I came to destroy you
I’ll never be integrated, I’ll never blend in
Don’t look at what I’m about to do to them, It won’t be very pretty
My breed’s determination is getting rare like the orang-outans
Money is the vice of the earth, too hypnotizing
Strips of flesh remains stuck between my fangs when I take bites
This dumb ass bytch is pissing me off, I’m only loyal to one ass
If the size increases as it gets thicker, how can it still wheight the same amount ?
National education is like police custody
Since a kid I’ve been screwing her, condoms in my school bag
I stay around because there’s a lot of phonies
You say you don’t give a fukk, vasectomy
I want to be covered in gold, despite all the trials and tribulations
It’s not all that you’re dead, I want a victory by strangulation
Chorus :
I sip lean to drown my sorrows, I sip lean to drown my sorrows
Just like Gucci Mane, just like Gucci Mane
Black bomber jacket in the Audi, AK, raiders beany
Original OG, fukk all the haters
Drop a hot album and nikkas wanna test you
Drop a wack album and the medias will lynch you
I’m waiting for all those fakes to perish
I watered the rap game’s pubic hair I’m waiting for her clit to flourish
2nd Verse :
I’ll pour milk in your throat, It’s physical, not intellectual
I keep stacks in my pocket and cereal boxes
My music takes you to outer space
Like one of those fukking astral travels
I don’t know how all this will end, but I do know that one day you have to pay for your sins
I know that I have to live with the choices that I’ve made
A cup inside another, I’m slacking i’m getting fat
An ice cream cone carved on my cheek, I’m waiting on y’all, gun on my lap
Violence is on the rise, I’ll jump you I’ll attack you
Where is good and evil, possessed or shared
I know where your freedom starts I don’t know where mine ends
I just want to spit my two cents in the belly of the earth
I’m willing to lose battles as long as I win the war, even with small victorys
You come from the bottom you know our struggle and yet you choose to become a black cop ?
Those that love me follow me, fukk the others, that’s the way it is, everywhere’s the same
You reap what you sow, no problems, I’ll be my own judge
Chorus
2.7.Z.E.R.O homie
K Double A a.k.a Talsadoum
Pablito
2.7
Maybe next time.
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