Letra de AP Lyrics – English Translation (Blacky Drippy, Emer)

[Intro]

Haha…
(Haha)
If Drill ain’t alive —
Then Drill can’t survive.

ATR.
Chinola Film.

[Chorus – Eme R & Blacky Drippy]

I want that AP — for my girl, it’s gold.
If your chick gets bold — I’ll make her fold.
She don’t show respect, she knows our code.
Like Tali Goya — she’s running hot and cold.

If we spot him — that chain is gone.
Now the Tigers — lost their crown.

Grr — paow, paow, paow, paow, paow!

[Verse 1 – Eme R]

We rollin’ through, just scoping the scene,
Tired of clowns and fake routines.
We shake the world, we move the ground,
Tell the haters — don’t make a sound.

For you and your crew, bring it down low,
Stop with Blacky, then let it blow.
Grr — paow, paow, paow, paow, paow!
Empty the clip — let the message show.

[Verse 2 – Blacky Drippy]

In the Mary I’m watching that fool,
Thinks he slick — tryin’ to bend the rule.
Shooter mode, daily play,
He don’t sing, he hides away.

Haitian got a .30 piece,
Runnin’ the block, won’t find peace.
Smooth one’s movin’, chain in sight,
Snatch it off — like it’s our right.

Girl, drop me the pin tonight,
I’ll pull up — if you’re alone, alright.
I ain’t Mayweather — I don’t just fight,
That’s why my toy’s always tight.

On the street, you play one game,
In the bed — you burn like flame.
Monkeys passed, it’s not a test,
Hide my piece inside your vest.

Girl, you bring that toxic sting,
But I slide by, do my thing.
Break your back, your man’s a clown,
Got a dragon, we hold it down.

I love your face, your waist, your flex,
But lies will get you cut like checks.
With heat in hand — I press his dome,
No talk — just BAM, now goin’ home.

By the beach, I got a case,
Take my girl to a secret place.
Then with her friend, we do it right,
Good vibes last through the night.

[Chorus – Eme R & Blacky Drippy]

I want that AP — for my girl, it’s gold.
If your chick gets bold — I’ll make her fold.
She don’t show respect, she knows our code.
Like Tali Goya — she’s running hot and cold.

If we spot him — that chain is gone.
Now the Tigers — lost their crown.

Grr — paow, paow, paow, paow, paow!
(Yeah… Scene.)