Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Rick

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

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

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

Ross]
I spoil bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass them riches like its some toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, them Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your bitch is
Fucked her 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 be gone bitch, be gone bitch
I pop a on my switch
Them bitches aint on that, cause they on this
You put them on money and I put them on

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