Staples rose to prominence with appearances on albums by Odd Future members and his collaborative mixtape titled Stolen Youth with Mac Miller, who produced the project. In October 2014, he released his debut EP Hell Can Wait, which included the singles "Hands Up" and "Blue Suede". His debut album, Summertime '06, was released on June 30, 2015, to critical acclaim. He was also featured as a part of the XXL 2015 Freshman Class.[3] His second album Big Fish Theory incorporates avant-garde, dance and electronic influences. It was released on June 23, 2017, to further acclaim from critics. He was also featured on Gorillaz's album Humanz. On November 2, 2018, Staples released his third studio album, FM!.
65 Hunnid
Vince Staples Lyrics
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Come and fuck wit a G
Hot as 65 hunnid degrees
Hard on a ho
Drop your drawers to the floor
Gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees
65 hunnid degrees
65 hunnid degrees
Block been hot 'bout
65 hunnid degrees
Block been hot 'bout
65 hunnid degrees
Block been hot 'bout
Runnin' to get to that check, I'm comin'
Jumpin' out of that back seat bussin'
Buss buss missions with the blower as a youngin'
Back when Killa Mo had 'em coppin' Crystal through the prison door
Feel the 4
When I'm feelin' low
Time to stretch a nigga
Ridin' through your section
Shit, I hope you got protection with you
Hop out when the cops out
Shit, I'm cold with my .45, brown rag, green light
Yoda time
Birds and the bees
Come and fuck wit a G
Hot as 65 hunnid degrees
Hard on a ho
Drop your drawers to the floor
Gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees
You alone
Car full of niggas but you alone
It's time to show how much you love your homies
One nigga outside
Two niggas up inside the store
One nigga gon' die
The other two can come along
Gloves with the disguise
Bang the set before you blow
Don't stop 'til he drop
Don't shoot for the skies or shoot for his toes
I told you before
That niggas gotta die for this shit to survive
Is you wit it or not?
Get to knockin' then
Problem is, lotta niggas scared of the consequence
Common sense missin' from your head when the pressure on
Niggas from my home ain't enrolled in the colleges
Fuck a class, junkies hittin' glass
Get the money long
Gleamin' with the tents and the stash, no tags
Bumpin' on the ave
Gettin' cash until a nigga's gone
And ain't shit wrong with the truth
Got the juice
Woulda threw that nigga bishop off the roof
Birds and the bees
Come and fuck wit a G
Hot as 65 hunnid degrees
Hard on a ho
Drop your drawers to the floor
Gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees
"65 Hunnid" by Vince Staples is a song that describes the rough environment of Long Beach, California, where the heat of the sun and the intensity of gang life reach unbearable levels. The line "Birds and the bees, come and fuck wit a G" suggests that Vince is referring to the members of his gang, posing as someone who is living the life of a thug and blaring his gangsta rap music while dealing drugs, killing enemies, and committing other crimes to stay alive.
The line "Hot as 65 hunnid degrees" refers to a temperature where heat exhaustion and heatstroke can occur. The verse also shows Vince's dark humor, saying "hard on a ho, drop your drawers to the floor, gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees." This implies the treatment of women as sexual objects, which is a common theme in rap.
Line by Line Meaning
Birds and the bees
Women and sex
Come and fuck wit a G
Come have sex with a gangster
Hot as 65 hunnid degrees
The block is very hot, dangerous
Hard on a ho
Being tough on a prostitute
Drop your drawers to the floor
Take your pants off
Gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees
The gangster is asking the woman to perform oral sex on him
65 hunnid degrees
Repetition about how hot the block is
Block been hot 'bout
Reiteration of the dangerousness of the block
Runnin' to get to that check, I'm comin'
Going to get money, in a hurry
Jumpin' out of that back seat bussin'
Exiting from the back seat of a car and shooting a gun
Buss buss missions with the blower as a youngin'
Having missions and doing drive-by shootings as a young person
Back when Killa Mo had 'em coppin' Crystal through the prison door
Getting crystal meth through the prison door with Killa Mo
Feel the 4
Feeling the power of a .44 gun
When I'm feelin' low
Feeling depressed, unhappy
Time to stretch a nigga
Time for a gangster to kill someone
Ridin' through your section
Driving through a dangerous area
Shit, I hope you got protection with you
Hope you have a gun with you for protection
Hop out when the cops out
Exiting the car when the police are around
Shit, I'm cold with my .45, brown rag, green light
Confident about shooting a .45 gun, identifying with a gang, ready to make a move
Yoda time
Time to make a move
You alone
You are alone
Car full of niggas but you alone
Being surrounded by friends but feeling alone
It's time to show how much you love your homies
Time to prove to your friends how loyal you are
One nigga outside
One person is outside of the store
Two niggas up inside the store
Two people are inside the store
One nigga gon' die
Someone is going to die
The other two can come along
Two people can come with the gangster
Gloves with the disguise
Wearing gloves as a disguise to avoid leaving fingerprints
Bang the set before you blow
Asserting the gang's identity before firing a gun
Don't stop 'til he drop
Don't stop shooting until the person falls
Don't shoot for the skies or shoot for his toes
Don't shoot too high or too low
I told you before
I've warned you previously
That niggas gotta die for this shit to survive
People need to die for the gang to thrive
Is you wit it or not?
Are you ready to commit or not?
Get to knockin' then
Start killing people then
Problem is, lotta niggas scared of the consequence
People are afraid of the consequences of their actions
Common sense missin' from your head when the pressure on
People can make irrational decisions under pressure
Niggas from my home ain't enrolled in the colleges
People from the gangster's community don't attend college
Fuck a class, junkies hittin' glass
Ignoring education and becoming addicted to drugs
Get the money long
Get richer
Gleamin' with the tents and the stash, no tags
Showing off your stolen goods without tags
Bumpin' on the ave
Driving around the city streets
Gettin' cash until a nigga's gone
Making money until someone dies
And ain't shit wrong with the truth
There's nothing wrong with telling the truth
Got the juice
Having the power
Woulda threw that nigga bishop off the roof
Expressing a desire to kill someone
Birds and the bees
Reiterating the motif that women mean sex
Come and fuck wit a G
Reiterating the invitation for sex with a gangster
Hot as 65 hunnid degrees
Reiterating how dangerous the block is
Hard on a ho
Reiterate how gangsters are tough on prostitutes
Drop your drawers to the floor
Reiterating the command to take pants off
Gangsta guy, baby girl get on your knees
Reiterating the request for a woman to perform oral sex
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Marco Antonio Jr. Rodriguez Diaz, Vincent Staples, Daniel Perez, Ralf Valencia
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