Luyện nghe bài hát HICCUP

My wrist sore (true), my wrist (true)
You don't want no problems, bitch, no
No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no
He ain't bout drama, bitch, no hiccups
I trust no one
My wrist is lookin

Ice cold, too cold,
Might
Gave her and then I split, mhm
like I got a shift, mhm
Youngest poppin' shit, mhm
Don't want no kids that's bad as shit,
Had my life give and go, mhm
24, on 24's, mhm
on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm
That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

Ass fat, it right back
I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause pay me for this shit
be here if I be here, that's your car note on my wrist

My wrist sore, my wrist
You don't no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no
He ain't bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups, no
I trust no one (no one!), my wrist is lookin' frozen

Ice cold, too cold,
I
her dick and then I split (Fuck a Birkin')
Workin' I got a shift (Puttin' work in)
Youngest nigga poppin' (Bitch I'm certain)
want no kids that's bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (That shit back)
24, now 24 (Yeah, like that)
on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm
That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

on my bitch, mhm
Cuban on my wrist, mhm
You that we got rich, mhm
Jordan for the kids, mhm
I collect it a bridge, mhm
my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz
I was all alone, Young ain't got no friends
We just went to the mall and a couple bands
I'll it all and end up shakin' hands
She me some pussy, might finesse
My first baguettes lookin' like some
Might pull the tryna do the dash

Mhm
Mhm
Mhm