Luyện nghe bài hát Bitcoin (Bhad Bhabie Diss)

Gettin' texts from my ex, I think she knows I'm up
Yeah, hate when I flex, it don't really makes sense
Yeah, I got a lot of enemies, I don't want to make (nah)
I don't want to make friends (nah), I just wanna M's (yeah)

My is a big crib, shit, I just threw a party here
Had your girl gettin' out here, no regrets, no here
2K on a jacket, and my wrist on
What I'm saying, they don't hear
All the would got me here
Ayy, yeah, who talking shit? let 'em know
You had the but you let it go
All hating is gettin' old
You put that girl on the pedestal, I hit her and I let her go
my hoes like I'm switching clothes
I'm in ice like I'm made of snow
Girl, you I'm from the trap (trap)
look like a rat (damn)
Came out of LV, now LV's on the bag (Louis)
bragging 'bout you getting money
But the label half, ayy
Add it up, maths, ayy
You broke and you sad
Little girl, I don't what you wanna beef about
You are not you tweet about
You are just a rat looking girl who Twitter just a meme about
If you got bring it out
writer, just bring him out
What happened with
You weren't a bitch you keep around
Guess you really couldn't keep him
How the fuck are you 14 with rumors that you around?
out to the Eagles, shout out Philly
Yeah, we Meek around
But just your dad, you not a girl I wanna be around
Rollie on me, a big boy
the gang, smoking big doinks
I just started to invest, now fit on me cost a Bitcoin
You ain't getting no checks, record taken all the big coins
You can't hit 100 mill', little bitch, I'm big noise
Little girl with a attitude, you're a meme, we just at you
I ain't really mad at you, honestly, I feel bad for you
All you ever do is the clout
Too bad you had to run your
Coulda in the fucking gang
lived in the fucking house
She a troll, she is not for
Little ratchet ass poppin'
You make it on your own, you made it 'cause of Dr. Phil
Hold up Iggy, yeah I got the kill, she ain't really want the drama
I I was really down, I was broke, yeah I had to plot for real, now I got a mill'

Gettin' texts from my ex, I think she knows I'm up
Yeah, they when I flex, it don't really makes sense
Yeah, I got a lot of enemies, I don't want to make (nah)
I don't want to make friends (nah), I wanna make M's (yeah)