Luyện nghe bài hát Bitcoin (Bhad Bhabie Diss)

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

My house is a big crib, shit, I just threw a party
Had girl gettin' 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 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 on the pedestal, I hit her once and I let her go
Switching my hoes like I'm 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 straight out of LV, now on the bag (Louis)
Keep bragging 'bout you money
But the taking half, ayy
Add it up, maths, ayy
You broke and you sad
girl, I don't know what you wanna beef about
You are not you tweet about
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 happened with
You weren't a bitch you keep around
you really couldn't keep him down
How the fuck are you 14 with that you sleep around?
Shout out to the Eagles, shout out
Yeah, we need around
But just like your dad, you not a I wanna be around
Rollie on me, a big boy
With the gang, 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 hit 100 mill', little bitch, I'm making big noise
girl with a attitude, you're a meme, we just laugh at you
I ain't even really mad at you, honestly, I bad for you
All you ever do is chase the
Too bad you had to run your
Coulda been in the fucking
Coulda lived in the house
She a troll, she is not for
Little ratchet ass pills
You ain't make it on your own, you it 'cause of Dr. Phil
Hold up Iggy, yeah I got the kill, she really want the drama still
I I was really down, I was broke, yeah I had to plot for real, now I got a mill'

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