Luyện nghe bài hát Bitcoin (Bhad Bhabie Diss)

Gettin' from my ex, I think 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 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 threw a party
Had your girl gettin' out here, no regrets, no here
2K on a jacket, and my wrist on
What I'm saying, they wanna hear
All the haters would got me
Ayy, yeah, who shit? I'ma let 'em know
You had the but you let it go
All that is gettin' old
You put girl on the pedestal, I hit her once and I let her go
Switching my hoes like I'm clothes
I'm covered in ice I'm made of snow
Girl, you know I'm the trap (trap)
Face look a rat (damn)
straight out of LV, now LV's on the bag (Louis)
Keep bragging you getting money
But the taking half, ayy
Add it up, maths, ayy
You just and you sad
Little girl, I don't what you wanna beef about
You are not what you tweet
You are just a rat looking girl who just made a meme about
If you got bring it out
Ghost writer, just him out
What with YoungBoy?
You weren't a bitch you wanna keep
Guess you really couldn't him down
How the fuck are you 14 rumors that you sleep around?
Shout out to the Eagles, shout out
Yeah, we need Meek
But just like dad, you not a girl I wanna be around
on me, it's a big boy
With the gang, big doinks
I just to invest, now this fit on me cost a Bitcoin
You ain't getting no checks, record label all the big coins
You can't hit 100 mill', little bitch, I'm making big
Little girl with a attitude, a meme, we just laugh at you
I even really mad at you, honestly, I feel bad for you
All you do is chase the clout
Too bad you had to run mouth
Coulda been in the fucking
Coulda in the fucking house
She a troll, she is not for
ratchet ass poppin' pills
You ain't 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 still
I remember I was really down, I was broke, yeah I had to plot for real, now I got a

Gettin' texts my ex, I think she knows I'm up next
Yeah, hate when 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 friends (nah), I wanna make M's (yeah)