Luyện nghe bài hát Drip or Drown Remix

Yeah,

Two Benzes, one Coupe, and two Beamers
I'm a seamstress, I stay in the cleaners
2k my sweatsuit, I with demeanor
Sippin' on lean, can you tell me who
Showin' me pics of ho, I done seen her
Twenty-three got me feeling like Tinker
I like your 'cause her pussy look pinker
Made ho cum with two rings on my fingers
Crocodile seats and my cousin look he been shippin' packs
And we back, yeah, a fact
Lately I I been on my bull
You get shot, acting like you cool
Drip to my socks, in Ellesse I'm a
Sicko my brother, he with a tool
If you won't pop it, boy pass it to
in your bitch, dawg her pussy a pond
Feel like a laying in the Don Juan
Yeah, I an artist, but not rap, boy, icon
these new niggas, I ain't 'em, too foreign
My a fairy,
she with a wand JBan$ my brother, if I fight, he scuffle
That's not a joke, that boy can't ot tussle
TEC-9, no 'tussin, stripper hoes bussin'
Lustin', not lovin', my guap, bitch, buzzin'

I got woodgrain on my Damier
quarter mill in my Goyard duffle
I won again so you gotta shuffle
Born the drip and just learned how to hustle
Look at your bitch through these Dior
I get me some head, she bend that shit
They say lately I been lookin' like
Pinstripe high waters, I dress like a
We ride in foreigns, ain't no more
They ain't the new born but I got baby bottles
Shoppin' at Barney, I like a model
Watch how I drip I hit that Met Gala
I sip with my lip, don't get splattered
Doctor told me I got l in my bladder
Run through cash like family don't matter
I got your back, the same pain together
Pop off the tag, my partner just
Baby Jag made my mom feel better
Fucked a bunny at my show at Coachella
VVS damn pointers in my bezel
We move too fast, it get slimy as
Life is too grimy, I for the devil
It's a Rolls Royce, and it comes umbrellas
2018 and that Carrera

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Killin' these hoes, need to paramedics
New runners, I feel athletic
Run shit up, bought my partner a Patek
Blowin' this cash, it was we ain't have it
Got twenty-one bitches, I must be a
in the kitchen, the dope smell like acid
Pourin' this Hi-Tech, I'm sippin',
Vibes in LA, Gunna the baddest
FN plastic, put him in a casket
I wiped his nose quickly, pass him a (slime)
Got an addiction, in love this fashion
Prayin' for all of my like we Catholic
Lifetime of hats you always be cappin'
ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin'
Can't get no sleep 'cause my is all action
See how happened, I made it in rappin'

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