Luyện nghe bài hát Blasian

Them yeah' over
Mmm, yeah, uh

Balmain witcho Birken bag bae you guwap on ass
I told you 'cause I wasn't ready
I get her out my head
The way you fuck me make think that you the one I be wit'
I feel no when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
'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 X-y's yeah,
a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
That's that Blasian, yeah,

1]
I love that girl to
She did some shit that I can't let
She know when we
We be up your set, no lie
She know that I got that
She want to get her wet and
She not that I don't tolerate no (Boom, bow)
Hit him that fire
Young nigga wit' a whole lotta critics
But I can't be mad wit' a lotta (Let's go)
Forty-thousand back in, spent as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go)
that talk don't know how I'm livin' (They don't know)
I ain't got no bae, I catchin' no feelin's (Yah)
We ain't be together for to make some millions (i know)
She was my friend and I wind up hittin' it (That's right)
But out me get no commitment (That's right)
Fendi, Gucci, (And Louis)
Gucci, Balmain, (And Prada)
tryna test her luck (Her what?)
Yeah, she want (Balenciaga)
Dirt bike goggles (Go)
Sellin' 'round booze rider (Huh)
Young nigga totin' that (Hrrrt)
jeans I'm stylin' (Errrf)

Balmain witcho a Birken bae you guwap on ass
I told you leave 'cause I wasn't
I get her out my head
The way you me make think that you the one I should be wit'
I feel no when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour that up, yeah, yeah
We off codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off codeine)
I pop yeah, yeah
a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
that Blasian, yeah, yeah

2]
Three I gave her two
I had five I was gon'
Yah-yah, what I do to
What the is it gon' take?
and off that drink
I learn another language
Took a Xan, now I can't
And I'm not where my main one
my ex from the bottom
Shawty tweakin', she don't what she tryin'
To keep it real, she know where she ridin'
Society where them people be
I'm in the nawf my life on the line
I'm my niggas, everybody got iron
Blasian, no, you fine
We not together and she not tryin'
I her a slime (Slatt)

Balmain witcho 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 fuck me make think you the one I should be wit'
I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
Talkin' .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off codeine, yeah, (We high off Codeine)
I pop X-y's yeah,
a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
That's Blasian, yeah, yeah