Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 million on a big ol' mansion
And, bitch, I still haven't your family
When you walk in you see the art and gold
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a closed
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be where you're bringin' your besties
Satin sheets, I ain't got for no messes
That told me my wifey 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 bought a car for the
I buy the narcs for the
You buy apartments and
nice, I just walked in this bitch
You buy the art for the
Y'all argue too and shit
You always startin' shit
That come off of the bench
out my homies I miss
Nino and and Mitch
This ain't no you and shit
She wan' come snort all this
She go hard with a bitch
She know what happens
She know we always
And she just the shit
And he saw his lil bitch
Tell him I him to trip
Tell him my guns gettin'
him they're starvin' for this
Give me the check, me the throne
My hair is a too long
My bitch look Vivica-Berry
Your bitch look like Rosetta
I my bitch go get a clone
Fuck 'em and then on they own
When catch feelin's, I'm gone
I'm whippin' the the Coupe
I'm drivin' and sippin' the
The shit me drift in the Coupe
As as I get to the stu'
clip
Rick the Ruler
up on your bitch
You just your bitch
Got "Who is this?"
She know you exist
She on her shit
That's that shit
Make you eat your words, you chew your shit
Then we out every tooth you pick
Nigga, fuck you, and who you with
my bitch broke, but her booty fixed
Wait, I just a Perc
Another for
I washed it with syrup
I just left planet
Ran into Kirk
I pop a Perc, I'm
me Perc Nowitzki
Just call her
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I hit the line
I got a in mind, I call her anytime
She taller, but fine
we 6-9
I hit her line
He like, "What line?"
She like, "Never mind"
And she can a lie
And I can she's lyin'
no lie
That's my awesome lil
Got me a lil bitch
Got me a lil bitch
Left her for a bitch
It me a arm and a dick
I got me a naughtier
She suck on the and the stick
I'm to play golf with the bitch
I'm way on Mars with the
She fuckin' with and shit
You at Marshall's and shit
And yeah, your bitch trippy with me
Want a with me
Say she wish that I had Nicki me
Say she'd her with me
you wish I had my nigga with 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 bank
Plus a account
With amounts
That's somethin' to think
Plus the in route
Now I'm out
With 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 bitches to drink me down
Ready to me down
Ready to me out
Plus my main in
And she came
they ain't her style

[Hook: Lil
25 million on a nice big ol'
And bitch, I still invited your family
you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma just that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be careful where you're your besties
Satin sheets, I ain't got for no messes
That told me my wifey possessive
just so we can go restless
We fuckin' all, all night long, no
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now ride me an open road, no pedestrians
(Err)
Six

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