Letra e tradução: ‘Like What (Freestyle)’ – Cardi B

Nesta sexta-feira (1), Cardi B liberou seu novo single, ‘Like What (Freestyle)’.

Ayo, let me put some gas in this motherfuckin’ year, bitchI ain’t really talked my shit in a minuteLike who the fuck these bitches really think they talkin’ to?Like, bitch, is you fuckin’ dumb?

Classy and a cunt (And a cunt)Blocks and money gettin’ spunt (Gettin’ spunt)Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain’t what you want (Nah)If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, “Yes” (Yes)Bitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)Look, I ain’t even got dressedAny L that I took, come after YSOh, man (Oh, man)

Baby, here we go again (Here we go again)Pussy real fat, probably got a double chinFirst, that bitch hate me, then this bitch hate meAnd somehow, they link up and they become friends, like, how?Bitch, pipe down (Pipe down)Moodboard, all y’all imitatin’ my style (Mm)Bad bitch, red lips, let me show youWhite toes, eatin’ yellowtail out of NobuUh, keep a hater obsessedIn my comments, havin’ a dick suckin’ contest (Contest)I’m pressure, y’all pressed (Y’all pressed)Y’all don’t get addressed, y’all’s gettin’ outdressed, look (Ooh)It’s a look when I’m hoppin’ out the V (Uh-huh)Red wig hangin’ down to my knees (Uh-huh)It’s your birthday, but they talking ‘bout me (‘Bout me)Why you mad? Take a picture, say, “Cheese” (Cheese)You dumb, you slow, you wildin’ (You wildin’)Got your first pair of Ricks, now you stylin’? (You stylin’)Everything you got, I had five years beforeI put it on the ‘Gram (Haha, haha) ‘fore it even hit the store, look

Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)Blocks and money gettin’ spunt (Gettin’ spunt)Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain’t what you want (Uh-huh)If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, “Yes” (Yes)Bitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)Look, I ain’t even got dressedAny L that I took, come after YSOh, man

I know y’all bitches be horsin’ (Horsin’)Lookin’ this good is really exhaustin’ (Exhaustin’)Diamonds hit, Stone Cold Steve Austin (Brr)Just got my lasered pussy smooth like a dolphin (Ah)Top notch bitch get the most, not the lesser (Uh)Bitches look big like third trimester (Yes)Every time I pose, these bitches get stress-erY’all be puttin’ on shit, I don’t neverBitches be hatin’ on the low, I peep itIf I say anything mean, I mean itI ain’t never lost no nigga I neededI’m rich, I ain’t gettin’ in no pool that’s not heated (Nah)Big ass yacht and I’m havin’ sex on itHer life so trash, think I put a hex on itBitches be laughin’, like, ho, what’s funny?You braggin’ on a nigga that be dyin’ to fuck me (Fuck me)

Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)Blocks and money gettin’ spunt (Gettin’ spunt)Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain’t what you want (Uh-huh)If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, “Yes” (Yes)Bitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)Look, I ain’t even got dressedAny L that I took, come after YSOh, man

Ayo, deixe-me colocar um pouco de gasolina neste maldito ano, vadiaEu realmente não falei minhas merdas em um minutoTipo, com quem diabos essas vadias realmente pensam que estão falando?Tipo, vadia, você é burro?

Elegante e uma boceta (e uma boceta)Blocos e dinheiro sendo gastos (sendo gastos)Tipo (gosto), tipo o quê? (Como o que?)Como uma bolsa Coach, querido, não é isso que você quer (Nah)Se eu pedir, tudo que quero ouvir é “Sim” (Sim)A vadia disse que quer ser minha opp, Deus abençoe (Deus abençoe)Olha, eu nem me vestiQualquer L que eu peguei, vem depois de YSAh, cara (Oh, cara)

Baby, here we go again (Here we go again)Pussy real fat, probably got a double chinFirst, that bitch hate me, then this bitch hate meAnd somehow, they link up and they become friends, like, how?Bitch, pipe down (Pipe down)Moodboard, all y’all imitatin’ my style (Mm)Bad bitch, red lips, let me show youWhite toes, eatin’ yellowtail out of NobuUh, keep a hater obsessedIn my comments, havin’ a dick suckin’ contest (Contest)I’m pressure, y’all pressed (Y’all pressed)Y’all don’t get addressed, y’all’s gettin’ outdressed, look (Ooh)It’s a look when I’m hoppin’ out the V (Uh-huh)Red wig hangin’ down to my knees (Uh-huh)It’s your birthday, but they talking ‘bout me (‘Bout me)Why you mad? Take a picture, say, “Cheese” (Cheese)You dumb, you slow, you wildin’ (You wildin’)Got your first pair of Ricks, now you stylin’? (You stylin’)Everything you got, I had five years beforeI put it on the ‘Gram (Haha, haha) ‘fore it even hit the store, look

Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)Blocks and money gettin’ spunt (Gettin’ spunt)Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain’t what you want (Uh-huh)If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, “Yes” (Yes)Bitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)Look, I ain’t even got dressedAny L that I took, come after YSOh, man

I know y’all bitches be horsin’ (Horsin’)Lookin’ this good is really exhaustin’ (Exhaustin’)Diamonds hit, Stone Cold Steve Austin (Brr)Just got my lasered pussy smooth like a dolphin (Ah)Top notch bitch get the most, not the lesser (Uh)Bitches look big like third trimester (Yes)Every time I pose, these bitches get stress-erY’all be puttin’ on shit, I don’t neverBitches be hatin’ on the low, I peep itIf I say anything mean, I mean itI ain’t never lost no nigga I neededI’m rich, I ain’t gettin’ in no pool that’s not heated (Nah)Big ass yacht and I’m havin’ sex on itHer life so trash, think I put a hex on itBitches be laughin’, like, ho, what’s funny?You braggin’ on a nigga that be dyin’ to fuck me (Fuck me)

Classy and a cunt (And a cunt, uh-huh)Blocks and money gettin’ spunt (Gettin’ spunt)Like (Like), like what? (Like what?)Like a Coach bag, baby, this ain’t what you want (Uh-huh)If I ask for it, all I wanna hear is, “Yes” (Yes)Bitch said she wanna be my opp, God bless (God bless)Look, I ain’t even got dressedAny L that I took, come after YSOh, man