Перевод песни Zoom - Future

Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off

Trapping is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off

Hol' up

Turbo switching lanes, Hublot switch your watch

Trapping switch the spots, when you're running hot

Feet on the gas (gone) trapping dem bags (Pluto)

Run up a sack (gone) and never look back

Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it (boom boom)

I ran it up fast (zoom zoom) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast

I secure the bag first, I'm ready to boast

I secure the bag first, I'm full of that dope

Court side with a mink, Pee Wee Kirkland in the sink

Five karats, one link, both hands full of ink

Money drying in your hand, wrap the bale in Saran

My yellow bitch want a tan, I just landed from Japan

Tokyo and Korea, Panamera to the Lear

Yellow metal with the gold, fishscale with these hoes

Mossberg, I'm drinking mud, put a hit out on a dud

Bought my lil' nigga 12 slugs just to shine bright when he mug

I just bailed out ol' Buice, 20 pills going hyphy

Oh you looking real icy, boy you know you nothing like me

Turbo switching lanes, Hublot switch your watch

Trapping switch the spots, when you're running hot

Feet on the gas (gone) trapping dem bags (Pluto)

Run up a sack (gone) and never look back

Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it (boom boom)

I ran it up fast (zoom zoom) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast

I gave her the raw lean

They sound like my offsprings

Nitro gasoline

Bought some more money machines

Bring out a brand new machine

I bought a whole lot of bling

Treat me like Weezy and Baby

Treat me like Mannie and Turky

I was the Juve with work on me

I had to cop it and purchase

I put more ice in the Date today

Rocking these Prezzies and Cartier

I got it in flooded and plain Jane

I made my young niggas insane

Crunching them Xans up and then drink

Get you a Draco and then crank it

Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin

Leave it to me, they would've been stained 'em

Saditty in back, we done got acquainted

You see the dash? They gotta see me

I ran it up fast, they can't see me

I wasn't surfing with you

I buy them Birkins for you

I go to surgery with you

Turbo switching lanes, Hublot switch your watch

Trapping switch the spots, when you're running hot

Feet on the gas (gone) trapping dem bags (Pluto)

Run up a sack (gone) and never look back

Shorty got miles on her, I'm about to spaz in it (boom boom)

I ran it up fast (zoom zoom) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast (money machine)

I ran it up fast (money machine) I ran it up fast

(Podcast Skit: Got It All-Got It All)

Hahahahah, ah, shit!

Got it all back, baby

God damn, welcome to Cap City Records internet podcast, baby

Where we make dreams come true

The first five callers that call in right now, man

We gone have you the rapper starter kit

Oh my god! It comes with the Cap City contract

Which is a 12 album, nine year deal

We gone take some calls; the boards lighting up right now

Look, take a call, caller?

Yeah, that deal; we need that!

Yeah, we need that

Yeah, we need that shit, dat way! nigga, yeah!

(Gunshot and and assault rifle sounds)

This way, nigga! Yeah!

We need that deal, nigga

What? What you say, young man?

I keep it on me!

Hold on, fella!

(Gunshot and assault rifle sounds)

I'm saying; I can't hear you

Is there a shoot out?

What's going on, young fella?

Lil' Draco in this bitch!

Lil' Extendo in this bitch! yeah yeah

Yeah (gunshots)

You just won a Cap City Records contract, man

Listen here, baby

Lil' Draco! Lil' Extendo! Congratulations, baby; y'all won

Yeah, nigga, yeah

Cap City man what's up

Six months, man we got that shit

12 albums, man we got that shit

Yeah nigga, yeah

I'm finna shoot everything up

Bow bow bow bow bow

Yeah nigga, yeah what's up nigga

We need that! (mimicking gunshot noises)