Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 on a nice big ol' mansion
And, bitch, I still haven't invited family
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's 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
exorcist told me my wifey possessive
Adderall so we can go restless
We all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we both
Now me like an open road, no pedestrian

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 too often and shit
You always startin' shit
That come off of the bench
Shout out my I miss
and Tony and Mitch
This ain't no you and shit
She wan' come all this shit
She wan' go with a bitch
She what happens today
She know we always
And she just the shit
And he just saw his lil
Tell him I want him to
Tell him my guns skinny
Tell him starvin' for this
Give me the check, me the throne
My hair is a minute too
My bitch like Vivica-Berry
Your look like Rosetta Stone
I my bitch go get a clone
'em together and then on they own
When they feelin's, I'm gone
I'm whippin' the the Coupe
I'm drivin' and sippin' the
The shit made me drift in the
As long as I get to the
Ruler
the Ruler slick
Pull up on your
You just called your
Got "Who is this?"
She don't you exist
She on her shit
That's that shit
Make you eat words, make you chew your shit
Then we knockin' out every tooth you
Nigga, you, and fuck who you with
Yeah my bitch broke, but her booty
Wait, I just popped a
Another for
I washed it with syrup
I just left planet
Ran into Kirk
I pop a Perc, I'm
Call me Perc
call her Lewinsky
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I just hit the
I got a bitch in mind, I her anytime
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 saucy lil
Got me a lil bitch
Left her for a bossier
It cost me a arm and a
I got me a naughtier
She on the balls and the stick
I'm about to play golf with the
I'm way on Mars the bitch
She fuckin' with Martians and
You shoppin' at and shit
And yeah, your bitch trippy with me
a quickie with me
Say she that I had Nicki with me
Say she'd her with me
Wish you wish I had my nigga me
Bitch, you
Y'all can't me
She said "God, me"
I say "Nah, I'm busy"

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

[Hook: Lil
25 on a nice big ol' mansion
And bitch, I still haven't invited family
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
I'ma just kill pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be careful where you're bringin' besties
sheets, I ain't got time for no messes
That exorcist 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 like an open road, no
(Err)
Six

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