Luyện nghe bài hát Bitcoin (Bhad Bhabie Diss)

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

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

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