Luyện nghe bài hát Crisis

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

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

27 shows, I go through cities now and then
I the crowd, they jumpin', watchin' me (watchin' me)
Cut, cut to ago
I'm a kid not old enough to smoke 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 here for a
Li-livin' in my own home, miss me I know
But also he know I'm on a mission (mission)

I got diamonds on my fist and
Diamonds on my and shit
So icy, bitch, I'm than a freezer (bling-blaow)
My main bitch bitchin' (21), 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)
Made a million dollars Adidas (21)
Can't have a ticket, nigga, off my
this shit to trial, nigga, I'm gon' beat it
Spilt my lean, it got me
Say it one time, I don't it
Baby, get on your knees and eat it (eat it, eat it)
Walking out of Louis V the big box
Yeah I pulled at Saint Laurent, I made a pit
Young Savage walk around the big Glock (21)
With that .30 hangin' out, nigga hip-hop (facts)
Car too fast, 12 stop me (skrrt)
too bad, hoes can't fuck me (21)
You was from the smoke, nigga, not me (on God)
Rich Chigga, 21 Savage, now O.D. (21)

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

She act like a
I wear shit out of fur
man say he getting money
Claim he's entrepreneur
car like Fast & Furious
She it back, Delorean
I'm sittin' in somebody's BMW recordin'
Not my whip, not my
walk or take a Lyft
On a trip, I hit the
That me sad and then I dip
Ayy, learnin' how to live it (damn)
'round him go in circles
Head is with no fidget (recipe)
Used to play the drums
Never 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 money, then 'bout this
I got nothin' on my but I'll
still take your bitch (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)
Always cook at home, I'm tryna to up
Tryna do my friends some
Gave her head, she backwards (backwards, ayy)