Luyện nghe bài hát Crisis

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
like I'm from 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 through cities every now and
I watch the crowd, they jumpin', me (watchin' me)
Cut, cut to ago
I'm just a kid not old enough to a cig
wonder, "What's the recipe?" (Ayy, recipe)
They want me to call home, I can hear the roll
But understand I'm out for a reason
Li-livin' in my own home, father miss me I
But also he know I'm on a mission (mission)

I got on my fist and shit
Diamonds on my and shit
So icy, bitch, I'm colder than a (bling-blaow)
My bitch bitchin' (21), side bitch trippin'
Bitch I love ya'll both but none of y'all no keepers
I'll leave ya, Rolls Royce look Jeepers Creepers (21)
Made a million dollars with (21)
Can't have a ticket, nigga, off my
Take this shit to trial, nigga, I'm gon' 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 V with the big box
Yeah I pulled at Laurent, I made a pit stop
Young Savage around with the big Glock (21)
With that .30 hangin' out, nigga hip-hop (facts)
Car too fast, 12 can't me (skrrt)
Bitch too bad, hoes can't me (21)
You was running the smoke, nigga, not me (on God)
Chigga, 21 Savage, now it's O.D. (21)

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

She act a bird
I wear made out of fur
Your man say he money
Claim he's entrepreneur
car like Fast & Furious
She throw it back,
I'm sittin' in somebody's BMW this
Not my whip, not my
Rather walk or a Lyft
On a trip, I hit the
made me sad and then I dip
Ayy, Brian how to live it (damn)
People 'round him go in
Head is with no fidget (recipe)
Used to the drums though
liked it, no, no
Lil' Brian see the bigger picture
Rap-rap on my own so
One percent goes
Straight to my lil' and I keep it

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

Got ass on me
Sound like I'm from New City
Airbnb, gon' in it
She know that I do the (music)
cook at home, I'm tryna to save up
Tryna do my friends favors
Gave her head, she facin' (backwards, ayy)