Luyện nghe bài hát Lick & Drive You Crazy

Yeah, uh

Look, bustin' out the lick and now I got it im Re'd Up
I will run off for the plug that got me keyed up
, it's so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
Bustin' out the and now i got it bitch im re'd up

Drive You

I'ma, I'ma go easy on you
I'ma go

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I'm lyin', really comin' for these this time
It's a full-time job tryna 'em in line
Yeah the full pressure, givin' niggas the stretcher
I kill your whole team combined, who want pressure?
More than a nigga ballin', I need a Espy
More than a Miami that's on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole on Gretzki
I start winnin', don't you rap niggas text me
Grinnin' at the of your corpses in a fortress
'Bout to make list, everythin' is gorgeous
Indoor courts lit where the floor sit
Still runnin' shit like in an orphanage
Blog niggas gettin' they clicks off of whore shit
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door
On star island, cigar
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches start
I done came from the cop car sirens, ball violence
of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin'
Tops off 'til the cops start wildin' and the cop cars find us
Must you remind us, wintertime
Slicket set of "set up" bitches try to line us
I no infatuation with niggas
Only made the money cum im masturbatin' the
fact I'm on tour inflatuatin' the figures
Used to be in low income, now see the show,
would make you sick, meanin' of a gross income
I deserve every dollar here and then
And I I never dress like y'all
Only on my shirt is when I press that raw
umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats under weather
Blowin' kisses at the cheddar I test that jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, crackin' crystal
Yaught pimpin' on another
Foreign model from another niggas
On the top, tickin' on you other dudes
Think I'm typin' in a site all these W's
watchin out for doe and niggas busting moves
My crazy, I-80 in a Lamborghini screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, there's to the Concord
I been in the jungle, nigga, and on my last
You was on the feet, nigga, I was on my ass
You was in the sheets, nigga, I was on the ave
You was in the nigga, I was on the dash
Hustlin' in corner, I was a goner
to the USA, I was a foreigner
Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I her
Came now I'm for chips, get the coin up
I remained, all summer all
Still gettin' money the wheels fall off
ass nigga even when it's called off
Real ass nigga when it's called off, my nigga