Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Ross]

Mill]
I got these niggas hating on me, but I dont give a
Because they bitches for me, Im just counting all this money
And buying all hammers
So when these play I let my shooters go bananas
flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster
My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar
These niggas getting sicker, somebody call the
Cause all this blood dripping 20 racks I Vuitton that
I got & gabana, Gucci, Louie, Prada
Fly as hell white boy, I got a lot of
and cabanas, where theyll prolly find us
sayonara to honor

Ross]
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its some toilet
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be nigga
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My is patient, your bitch is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we wake up on Sunday morn

[Meek
nigga lot of cash, bad bitch lot of ass
Lamborghini fast, it got his head
Made me bring sticks out, AK with the
These niggas is nice, which means that they kinda act
I be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all of cash
Monday Im wear Jayz, Tuesday in my bag
I go Louis Vuitton, and say how youve been
I say doing hard, I go hard 2 LeBrons
I hit the booth, no
Im superman, my bitch is fly
I make her head on wanna herself, suicide
A nigga me, he know its do or die
Cause I got a big Mac, in that bitch we size
Rolling with our hundred group, boy I got a hundred
Bout to fuck a hundred hoes, all the coming soon
Tell that Im coming now, tell them Ima come.
Bought my Chevy super hot, I named her summer

Ross]
I spoil them bitches, I am them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its some tissues
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the of you millionaire, Meek be that nigga
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, them Magnum bottles
My is patient, your bitch is born
her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn

[Meek
We got it Rose, hose,
He said I was like ok
She said me money, I was like no way
She got mad and touched my phone and no work giving in no pay
Im like be gone bitch, be bitch
I pop a on my switch
bitches aint on that, nigga cause they on this
You put them on money and I put on dick

[Rick
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You niggas hating, my niggas
Popping fans dollars, buying them Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday