Official Music Video
Congrats Freestyle by Russ
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah, the more beef than the less bread
Uh, quiet women give the best head
Rappers doin' dope, went from trying to be like Hov'
Now they'd rather rock and roll and be like Led Zepp'
Linsanity the way I shocked the game
Momma hoppin' out the Bentley, sister hoppin' out the Range
Stop the blame for my entourage, just stop droppin' names
And you gon' stop getting dropped and mollywhopped by the gang
Do your thang, just keep me out of it
My money does gymnastics, man, I'm tryna make some houses flip
The sound of shit hittin' the fan turns me on
'Cause I just been addicted to chaos since early on
I've surely gone off the ledge a couple times by now
Pandemic hit, rappers sellin' sex right now
I don't gangbang, but trust me, bro, I'm set right now
Real bosses don't need to chase a check right now
It's for the best right now, you go broke so you can wake up
You struggling, your labelhead is somewhere in Jamaica
Eatin' jerk chicken, drinking Appleton rum
Fix your mind state, that's when all the capital comes
Fake titties feel like rocks, I like the natural ones
I like a girl who gives me head without me asking for some
Way to step up to the plate and take initiative
Peace of mind, the only thing that's on my Christmas list
Business is boomin', Ruben, I ain't stutter
My career ain't reach its climax yet, I ain't Usher
I'm not your brother 'cause we took a pic
You must be higher than when Snoop handed me kush to hit
Shush a bitch swiftly, shh, it's me
I could teach you how to be a player, Chris Brickley
Pick me ass bitches on the timeline making Alfredo
Posting quotes they don't live by, thinking they Plato
Y'all ain't foolin' anyone except the dumb ones
Whole game is Wayne, Drake, Future, Young Thug sons
I just skipped customs 'cause I took a jet
I'ma eat forever, I took equity, you took a check
Short term dough, not lookin' past your nose
Lotta y'all don't listen to Nipsey and it shows
You get around a bad bitch, you quick to make a post
I can tell you didn't get pussy when you were broke
Me, I keep it on the low 'cause the mystique is player
I don't care about the hate shit, I was sixteen with haters
Tryna diss me for paper, end up backfiring
We gon' take your diamonds, make your eyes look like sapphires
But I'm tryna chill on the violence
Well connected, pressin' rappers at wireless
Why you tryna fight me? You should try to fight your stylist and management
I can't argue with people who think it's fly to buy the mannequin
Low taste, don't talk to me
Fuck a Uber, bitch, walk to me, show me that you want it
Yeah, I brag about tickets, plaques and ownership, sue me
Y'all brag about Moncler and Gucci on your body
So how come I'm the only one who gets called cocky?
As if rap isn't braggadocios
At least what I brag about can get you bags
Instead of handin' over cash to someone racist who just uses y'all for black promotion (Damn)
Way to stick it to the man
You really showed him by putting cash in his hand
Walked out the store then you post him on the 'Gram
Now your fans are his fans
The cycle repeats, congrats, stupid
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Congrats Freestyle by Russ
Congrats Freestyle* (original Russ)
Yeah, the more beef than the less bread
Uh, quiet women give the best head
Rappers doin' dope, went from trying to be like Hov'
Now they'd rather rock and roll and be like Led Zepp'
Linsanity the way I shocked the game
Momma hoppin' out the Bentley, sister hoppin' out the Range
Stop the blame for my entourage, just stop droppin' names
And you gon' stop getting dropped and mollywhopped by the gang
Do your thang, just keep me out of it
My money does gymnastics, man, I'm tryna make some houses flip
The sound of shit hittin' the fan turns me on
'Cause I just been addicted to chaos since early on
I've surely gone off the ledge a couple times by now
Pandemic hit, rappers sellin' sex right now
I don't gangbang, but trust me, bro, I'm set right now
Real bosses don't need to chase a check right now
It's for the best right now, you go broke so you can wake up
You struggling, your labelhead is somewhere in Jamaica
Eatin' jerk chicken, drinking Appleton rum
Fix your mind state, that's when all the capital comes
Fake titties feel like rocks, I like the natural ones
I like a girl who gives me head without me asking for some
Way to step up to the plate and take initiative
Peace of mind, the only thing that's on my Christmas list
Business is boomin', Ruben, I ain't stutter
My career ain't reach its climax yet, I ain't Usher
I'm not your brother 'cause we took a pic
You must be higher than when Snoop handed me kush to hit
Shush a bitch swiftly, shh, it's me
I could teach you how to be a player, Chris Brickley
Pick me ass bitches on the timeline making Alfredo
Posting quotes they don't live by, thinking they Plato
Y'all ain't foolin' anyone except the dumb ones
Whole game is Wayne, Drake, Future, Young Thug sons
I just skipped customs 'cause I took a jet
I'ma eat forever, I took equity, you took a check
Short term dough, not lookin' past your nose
Lotta y'all don't listen to Nipsey and it shows
You get around a bad bitch, you quick to make a post
I can tell you didn't get pussy when you were broke
Me, I keep it on the low 'cause the mystique is player
I don't care about the hate shit, I was sixteen with haters
Tryna diss me for paper, end up backfiring
We gon' take your diamonds, make your eyes look like sapphires
But I'm tryna chill on the violence
Well connected, pressin' rappers at wireless
Why you tryna fight me? You should try to fight your stylist and management
I can't argue with people who think it's fly to buy the mannequin
Low taste, don't talk to me
Fuck a Uber, bitch, walk to me, show me that you want it
Yeah, I brag about tickets, plaques and ownership, sue me
Y'all brag about Moncler and Gucci on your body
So how come I'm the only one who gets called cocky?
As if rap isn't braggadocios
At least what I brag about can get you bags
Instead of handin' over cash to someone racist who just uses y'all for black promotion (Damn)
Way to stick it to the man
You really showed him by putting cash in his hand
Walked out the store then you post him on the 'Gram
Now your fans are his fans
The cycle repeats, congrats, stupid
Congrats Freestyle (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí, más problemas que menos dinero
Uh, las mujeres calladas dan la mejor mamada
Raperos drogándose, pasaron de querer ser como Hov'
Ahora prefieren el rock and roll y ser como Led Zepp'
Linsanity la forma en que impacté el juego
Mamá bajando del Bentley, hermana bajando de la Range
Deja de culpar a mi séquito, solo deja de soltar nombres
Y dejarás de ser derribado y golpeado por la pandilla
Haz lo tuyo, solo mantenme fuera de esto
Mi dinero hace gimnasia, hombre, estoy tratando de voltear casas
El sonido de la mierda golpeando el ventilador me excita
Porque he sido adicto al caos desde el principio
Seguramente me he tirado del precipicio un par de veces ya
La pandemia golpeó, los raperos vendiendo sexo ahora mismo
No soy de pandillas, pero créeme, hermano, estoy listo ahora
Los verdaderos jefes no necesitan perseguir un cheque ahora mismo
Es lo mejor ahora mismo, te arruinas para que puedas despertar
Estás luchando, el jefe de tu sello está en algún lugar de Jamaica
Comiendo pollo jerk, bebiendo ron Appleton
Arregla tu estado mental, ahí es cuando llega todo el capital
Las tetas falsas se sienten como rocas, me gustan las naturales
Me gusta una chica que me la chupe sin que se lo pida
Manera de dar un paso al frente y tomar la iniciativa
Paz mental, lo único en mi lista de Navidad
El negocio está en auge, Rubén, no tartamudeo
Mi carrera aún no ha llegado a su clímax, no soy Usher
No soy tu hermano porque nos tomamos una foto
Debes estar más drogado que cuando Snoop me dio kush para fumar
Calla a una perra rápidamente, shh, soy yo
Podría enseñarte a ser un jugador, Chris Brickley
Perra busca atención en la línea de tiempo haciendo Alfredo
Publicando citas que no viven, pensando que son Platón
No están engañando a nadie excepto a los tontos
Todo el juego son hijos de Wayne, Drake, Future, Young Thug
Me salté la aduana porque tomé un jet
Voy a comer para siempre, tomé acciones, tú tomaste un cheque
Dinero a corto plazo, no mirando más allá de tu nariz
Muchos de ustedes no escuchan a Nipsey y se nota
Te acercas a una perra mala, rápido haces una publicación
Puedo decir que no follabas cuando estabas en la ruina
Yo, lo mantengo en secreto porque la mística es de jugador
No me importa la mierda de odio, tenía dieciséis años con haters
Intentando difamarme por dinero, termina saliendo el tiro por la culata
Te quitaremos tus diamantes, haremos que tus ojos parezcan zafiros
Pero estoy tratando de relajarme con la violencia
Bien conectado, presionando raperos en Wireless
¿Por qué intentas pelear conmigo? Deberías intentar pelear con tu estilista y tu mánager
No puedo discutir con gente que piensa que es genial comprar el maniquí
Mal gusto, no me hables
A la mierda un Uber, perra, camina hacia mí, muéstrame que lo quieres
Sí, presumo de entradas, placas y propiedad, demándame
Ustedes presumen de Moncler y Gucci en su cuerpo
Entonces, ¿por qué soy el único al que llaman arrogante?
Como si el rap no fuera jactancioso
Al menos de lo que presumo puede darte bolsas
En lugar de entregar dinero a alguien racista que solo los usa para promoción negra (Maldita sea)
Manera de joder al sistema
Realmente le mostraste al ponerle dinero en la mano
Saliste de la tienda y luego lo publicaste en Instagram
Ahora tus fans son sus fans
El ciclo se repite, felicidades, estúpido
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