Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 million on a nice big ol'
And, bitch, I haven't invited your family
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be careful where you're bringin' your
sheets, I ain't got time for no messes
That exorcist told me my possessive
just so we can go restless
We fuckin' all, all night long, no
No confessions, no questions, we both
Now ride me like an open road, no

You a car for the bitch
I buy the narcs for the
You buy apartments and
It's nice, I just walked in bitch
You buy the art for the
Y'all argue too often and
You startin' some shit
should come off of the bench
Shout out my I miss
Nino and and Mitch
This ain't no you and shit
She wan' come all this shit
She wan' go hard with a
She know what today
She know we forget
And she just posted the
And he just saw his lil
Tell him I want him to
Tell him my guns gettin'
Tell him they're starvin' for
me the check, give me the throne
My is a minute too long
My bitch like Vivica-Berry
Your bitch like Rosetta Stone
I made my bitch go get a
Fuck 'em together and on they own
When they catch feelin's, I'm
I'm whippin' the the Coupe
I'm and sippin' the soup
The shit made me in the Coupe
As long as I get to the
clip
Rick the Ruler
Pull up on bitch
You just called your
Got "Who is this?"
She don't you exist
She on her Mula
that truer shit
Make you eat your words, make you chew shit
we knockin' out every tooth you pick
Nigga, fuck you, and fuck who you
Yeah my broke, but her booty fixed
Wait, I popped a Perc
Another for
I washed it down with
I just left Earth
Ran Captain Kirk
I pop a Perc, I'm
Call me Nowitzki
Just call her
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I hit the line
I got a bitch in mind, I call her
She taller, but it's
we 6-9
I hit her other
He like, "What line?"
She like, "Never mind"
And she can a lie
And I can she's lyin'
no lie
That's my lil bitch
Got me a lil bitch
Got me a bossy lil
Left her for a bitch
It cost me a arm and a
I got me a naughtier
She suck on the and the stick
I'm about to play golf the bitch
I'm way on Mars with the
She fuckin' with and shit
You shoppin' at and shit
And yeah, your bitch gettin' trippy me
Want a with me
Say she wish I had Nicki with me
Say she'd lick her me
Wish you wish I had my nigga me
Bitch, you
Y'all can't me
She "God, forgive me"
I say "Nah, I'm busy"

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 accounts
a main account
With amounts
That's somethin' to about
Plus the drank in
Now I'm out
With 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 bitches ready to drink me
Ready to me down
to drain me out
Plus my in town
And she around
they ain't her style

[Hook: Lil
25 million on a big ol' mansion
And bitch, I still haven't invited your
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be where you're bringin' your besties
Satin sheets, I ain't got for no messes
That exorcist told me my possessive
just so we can go restless
We all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we both
Now ride me like an open road, no
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Six

On God
6 on God
6 on God
That's some shit
Oh
6 on Lord
Dedication 6 on
Yes
6 yes Lord
Dedication 6 yes