Luyện nghe bài hát Belly

Ah-ah-ah, hey
Run back, Turbo

You niggas bogus, I see the
I to sell yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' vocals, labels think I wrote it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The streets a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my face tell it, we done made a
I'm ridin' my dawg and he ain't gotta question

I got a bitch like off of Belly
Police got dogs and can't even smell me
me a cup, I got a lean belly
20s on me, I 'em green relish
Balmain my jeans, if not, they
Too many vibes, they think I'm R.
PH in the sky, we got 'em
PJ in the sky and I don't wanna it
at night, the VLONE bandit
I prayed to the sky and none of was handed
Worked all my and now I understand it
Crawled up like a mouse, but I never tell it
I got the sweetest sauce jelly
Try disrespect me, you all get
I got the drip, they me Dripavelli
I held him down, that was my celly
you fuck niggas, never made me heartless
Thank God, came and got me, used to at Target
They cut out the coupe we hit the market
We don't pack our bags 'cause we shop regardless
Backend, I'm in, paid up for the party
I done a long way from openin' up for Carti
Shades and my Cartier Carti
Police's cases, all we avoidin'
The in my cup gettin' more and more muddy
I shown all my love, I've never been a
Got every color VLONE
Just jumped in the game and I ain't no rookie
I got sauce, cream and puddin'
I with the drip, got everybody lookin'
Cherish your blessings, easily could be
a front in, it's easy to get a book in

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to yola, trap on Motorolla
Spittin' these vocals, labels think I it
Slippery wet paints, the are candy-coated
Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold
The like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses
Let my face tell it, we done made a
I'm ridin' with my and he ain't gotta question

Yeah, all my backends, I bought me a Patek
to cabbage, the money relax me
My mom and happy, I bought them a mansion
I still rock the fitted, but I be cappin' (Skrrt)
These denim like I just went campin'
They still can't believe that I made it, happy
I been gettin' before I was rappin'
I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play the actors
No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no
My nigga's solid, I know that he got me
He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a
Penthouse, hotel suite whenever tourin'
How my tint is, I still rock the Jordan
out shows, love my fans, they important
And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a
Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my
I just rappin', I made me some millions
Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm my city
These bracelets came healthy, cost me a 50
I leveled it up, I've been business
Gettin' 20 a night, day, different city
I just keep puttin' this in my kidneys
the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee)
I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, (Yeah, yeah)

You niggas bogus, I see the
I used to sell yola, trap on
Spittin' vocals, labels think I wrote it
wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated
Just the bank, I need a bag to hold this
The streets like a farm 'cause all we is horses
Let my face tell it, we made a fortune
I'm ridin' my dawg and he ain't gotta question (Uh)