Luyện nghe bài hát Crisis

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, 'bout this
I got on my wrist but I'll
gladly take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

Got ass on me
Sound like I'm New York City
Airbnb, fuck in it
She that I do the music (music)
Always at home, I'm tryna to save up
Tryna do my some favors
her head, she facin' backwards (backwards, ayy)

27 shows, I go cities every now and then
I watch the crowd, they jumpin', me (watchin' me)
Cut, cut to ago
I'm just a kid not old to smoke a cig
wonder, "What's the recipe?" (Ayy, recipe)
They want me to call home, I can hear the drum
But understand I'm out for a reason
in my own home, father miss me I know
But also he that I'm on a mission (mission)

I got diamonds on my fist and
on my wrist and shit
So icy, bitch, I'm colder than a (bling-blaow)
My main bitch (21), side bitch trippin'
Bitch I love ya'll both but none of ain't no keepers
I'll leave ya, Rolls Royce look like Creepers (21)
a million dollars with Adidas (21)
Can't have a ticket, nigga, off my
Take this shit to trial, nigga, I'm beat it
Spilt my lean, it got me
Say it one time, I repeat it
Baby, get on your knees and eat it (eat it, eat it)
Walking out of Louis V the big box
Yeah I at Saint Laurent, I made a pit stop
Young Savage walk around the big Glock (21)
With that .30 hangin' out, nigga hip-hop (facts)
Car too fast, 12 can't me (skrrt)
too bad, hoes can't fuck me (21)
You was running the smoke, nigga, not me (on God)
Rich Chigga, 21 Savage, now O.D. (21)

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, 'bout this
I got nothin' on my wrist but
still take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

She act a bird
I shit made out of fur
man say he getting money
Claim that he's
car like Fast & Furious
She it back, Delorean
I'm in somebody's BMW recordin' this
Not my whip, not my
Rather or take a Lyft
On a trip, I hit the
That made me sad and I dip
Ayy, Brian learnin' how to it (damn)
People him go in circles
Head is with no fidget (recipe)
Used to play the though
Never it, no, no
Lil' Brian see the bigger picture
on my own beats so
One percent goes
Straight to my pockets and I keep it

Yeah, up about, uh, 6
Think 'bout money, then 'bout
I got nothin' on my but I'll
gladly take your bitch (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Who produced that (yeah, ayy, yuh)
I did, ayy

Got ass on me
Sound I'm from New York City
Airbnb, fuck in it
She know I do the music (music)
Always at home, I'm tryna to save up
do my friends some favors
Gave her head, she backwards (backwards, ayy)