Luyện nghe bài hát LICK x Drive You Crazy (Drake Diss)

Yeah, uh

Look, bustin' out the and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up
I will never run off for the plug that got me up
Bankin', so many Franklins in my shit, you think a nigga know Aretha
(Yeah, uh)
Bustin' out the and now I got it, bitch, I'm re'd up

Drive You

I'ma, I'ma go on you niggas
I'ma go

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