Luyện nghe bài hát Drip or Drown Remix

Yeah,

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

I got woodgrain on my Damier
Cool quarter in my Goyard duffle
I won again so you gotta shuffle
with the drip and just learned how to hustle
Look at your bitch these Dior bifocals
I get me some head, she bend shit over
They say lately I been like dollars
Pinstripe waters, I dress like a golfer
We in foreigns, ain't no more Impalas
They ain't the new born but I got baby bottles
Shoppin' at Barney, I drip a model
Watch how I drip I hit that Met Gala
Codeine I sip with my lip, don't get
Doctor told me I got l lean in my
Run through this cash like family don't
I got your back, the same pain together
Pop off the tag, my partner swear
Baby blue Jag my mom feel better
Fucked a snow bunny at my at Coachella
VVS damn they in my bezel
We move too fast, it get slimy as
Life is too grimy, I watch for the
a Rolls Royce, and it comes with umbrellas
2018 and that Porsche

pouch (hey)
Racks in the ounce (hey)
Two (hey)
amounts, ooh
Shop (hey)
down, ooh
Drip or (hey)
or drown, ooh

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

Goyard (hey)
Racks in the ounce (hey)
Two (hey)
amounts, ooh
Shop (hey)
down, ooh
Drip or (hey)
or drown, ooh