Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblin' (Kaytranada Remix)

at you go
Okay you
Look, go
Go
at you go
Okay you

One in the hand, one in the bag,
at the cash, look at the cash comin' in
Come get man, this lil nigga buggin' me
Did you see the Quit all that jaw-jackery
Don't to pass me that, I don't want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad about it, had of it
Woah, watch you're sayin', how they're poppin' and shakin'
Got me hot as a laser, my posse and iratin'
And we act a for the paper
Had a and I made it
El Camino on
Vintage Guess Bape
Put the on me bitch
Bitch you bet bake it
Piggy flat in a blanket, I might just out today
I just roll out to Vegas, head back to my old ways
Pop the roof the Asian hoes and do blow all day
at me baby
Look at me
I look like a million
I'm to clean out the safe
D-don't I look somebody that just be bodyin' everything
All that talkin is but I don't be talkin' I air it out
All the have gotten easy to bury
I'd rather drown in them Hendrick's, I'd rather on my Mary
I been broker way longer I been rich so until it levels out
Imma your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so to get it, gonna spread it out
Let 'em know all about it when I'm dead and

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the cash (okay you bubblin')
at the cash (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, at the cash, bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)

I'ma need all the fries you can me
All the hot sauce, all the pie you can me
Better be all or nothin', have me in the middle
You better be all you can, get than the limit
Simplify for the
Plenty slides, I could
Hit the cadence with my bitch
Isaac Hayes, Billy
But the old hoe the cane stick
my slippers at the function
It's to run in Gucci slides
Chick I you said you didn't have a husband
I'ma stud, no
Jackie Chan, no
Can't kill up with the
Blood from the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you stunt for
Money, money, the
Guns, freak the store
R.I.P. to times I was broke
Hopped in the 911 Porsche
black, lookin' clean
Dead in an envelope
up kanat
Waitin for the
Runnin' outta
Patience thinner her pantyhose

Get over here and your pockets
I don't do
You're my prisoner, you do what I tell you to do, get over
Haha, he's get nasty about it!
[?]
Frank! Cool it,
the fuck outta this!

One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)
(go)
One in the (look)
One in the (go)
One in the hand, one in the bag, (look at you go)
Look at the cash, look at the bubblin' (okay you bubblin')
Look at the (look)