Luyện nghe bài hát Blasain

Them yeah' over
Mmm, yeah, uh

Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you up on they ass
I told you leave 'cause I ready
I get her out my head
The way you [?] me make think that you the one I be wit'
I no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour drink up, yeah, yeah
We off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop Xy's yeah,
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
sassy, yeah, yeah
That's that Blasain, yeah,

1]
I love that girl to
She did some shit that I can't let
She when we slide
We be tyin' up set, no lie
She that I got that shit
She want to get up and hide
She not that I don't no nigga (Boom, bow)
Hit him with fire
Young rich nigga a whole lotta critics
But I can't be mad a lotta bitches (Let's go)
Forty-thousand back in, soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go)
Errybody that talk know how I'm livin' (They don't know)
I ain't got no bae, I catchin' no feelin's (Yah)
We gotta be together for to make some millions (i know)
She was just my friend and I up hittin' it (That's right)
But outta me can't get no (That's right)
Fenti, Gucci, (And Louis)
Gucci, Balmain, (And Prada)
Bitch tryna her luck (Her what?)
Yeah, she Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
[?] by goggles (Go)
Sellin' 'round booze bike (Huh)
nigga totin' that choppa (Hrrrt)
In my red jeans I'm (Errrf)

Bought my nitch a bag but you cool up on they ass
I told you 'cause I wasn't ready
I couldn't get her out my
The way you [?] me make think you the one I should be wit'
I feel no pain I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour drink up, yeah, yeah
We off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
sassy, yeah, yeah
That's that Blasain, yeah,

2]
Three or at I gave her two
I had five I was take
Yah-yah, I do to you?
What the [?] is it gon'
Percocet's and off that
I might another language
Took a Xan, now I think
And I'm not knowin' where my one
my ex from the bottom
Shawty tweakin', she know what she tryin'
To keep it real, she don't where she ridin'
Society where them be dyin'
I'm in the where my life on the line
I'm my niggas, everybody got iron
Blasain, no, honey you
We not together and she not even
I her a Slime (Slatt)

Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you up on they ass
I you leave 'cause I wasn't ready
I get her out my head
The way you [?] me make think that you the one I should be
I feel no pain I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour that drink up, yeah,
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We off Codeine)
I pop Xy's yeah,
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
sassy, yeah, yeah
That's Blasain, yeah, yeah