Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Will It Nigga
Sremm
Black in the city
Fat ass and titties
Get for they money
You sent but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I wish I believe 'em

That boy is a real pussy
All that fetty but he met Masika
Tuck the 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he like La Quica
Young girls always lookin' for a
But I listened to what momma told me
Furry boots, shades Dita
Too high to give a shit about

so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the was I thinkin'?
New day, new money to be
New things for to imitate
I'm a fukin' barbie
face, perfect body
Pink in the 'Rari
Always fuck him like I'm
Who the fuck is gon' protect
If I really gotta her
Peter piper picked a
And my is triple decker

No Flex Zone, No Zone
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Zone

I see these silly nigga's flexin', it's a no
You be floatin' in dem rivers like you know Joan
Island girl, Donald Trump me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' like a
She said she got a hit record, I "Oooh shit!"
Picked up my cause I had to call "Bullshit!"
bitches havin' nightmares of my new shit
These bitches and they don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, it
Now I'm prayin' all my foreigns get deported
Niggas love me so much they be sendin' me
And these clown actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some tips
All these bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now I don't do this, I'm Popeye, she's Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but this is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but none of them
I'm the baddest, usually I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, usually the stewardess
And we ain't ball but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These bitches lucid
Go against the queen your will be elusive
Where your plaques? Where them stocks? Word to
Bitches ass-back, was never in my tax-brack
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That is a real crowd pleaser
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull like an old geezer
Quick the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat still tryna get even
mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge
They lose it the DJ drops the needle