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
on lean, can you tell me who leaner
Showin' me pics of your ho, I seen her
racks got me feeling like Tinker
I your bitch 'cause her pussy look pinker
that ho cum with two rings on my fingers
Crocodile seats and my cousin look like he been packs
And we back, yeah, that's a
Lately I I been on my bull
You finna get shot, acting you cool
Drip to my socks, in Ellesse I'm a
Sicko my brother, he with a tool
If you pop it, boy pass it to Tuan
Flipped in your bitch, her pussy a pond
Feel like a swan laying in the Don
Yeah, I been an artist, but not rap, boy,
Fuck these new niggas, I ain't 'em, too
My a fairy,
she walk with a wand my brother, if I fight, he scuffle
That's not a joke, that boy can't wait ot
TEC-9, no 'tussin, stripper hoes bussin'
Lustin', not lovin', my guap, bitch, buzzin'

I got on my Damier Buckle
Cool quarter mill in my duffle
I won again so you gotta shuffle
Born the drip and just learned how to hustle
Look at your bitch through Dior bifocals
I get me some head, she bend that over
They say lately I been lookin' dollars
Pinstripe high waters, I like a golfer
We ride in foreigns, no more Impalas
They ain't have the new but I got baby bottles
Shoppin' at Barney, I drip a model
Watch how I drip when I hit that Met
Codeine I sip with my lip, get splattered
Doctor me I got l lean in my bladder
Run through this cash like don't matter
I got your back, feel the same pain
Pop off the tag, my partner just
Baby blue Jag my mom feel better
a snow bunny at my show at Coachella
VVS damn they in my bezel
We move too fast, it get as ever
is too grimy, I watch for the devil
It's a Royce, and it comes with umbrellas
2018 and that Carrera

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

Killin' these hoes, to call paramedics
New Fendi runners, I athletic
Run that shit up, bought my partner a
Blowin' this cash, it was times we have it
Got twenty-one bitches, I be a savage
Cook in the kitchen, the dope like acid
Pourin' Hi-Tech, I'm sippin', relaxin'
Vibes in LA, Gunna fuckin' the
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 hats 'cause you be cappin'
ain't eatin', stop cappin', you ain't fastin'
Can't get no 'cause my life is all action
See how shit happened, I made it in

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