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

Yeah, uh

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

Drive You

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

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I'm lyin', comin' for these niggas this time
a full-time job tryna keep 'em in line
Yeah the full pressure, givin' niggas the stretcher
I could kill your whole team combined, who pressure?
More a nigga that's ballin', I need a Espy
More than a Miami that's on a jetski
Ice on Wayne, whole chain on
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 B-ball courts lit where the sit
Still runnin' shit like faucettes in an
Blog niggas gettin' they core clicks off of whore
Rap niggas all at they peak, I got the door
On island, cigar smilin'
Drive a couple miles south hit the beach, bitches wildin'
I done came the cop car sirens, block ball violence
of lil niggas stealing hot cars wildin'
Tops chopped off 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
made the money cum im masturbatin' the digits
Matter fact I'm on tour inflatuatin' the
to be in low income, now see the show, income
Shit would make you sick, meanin' of a gross
I every dollar here and then some
And I pray I never dress like
Only bird on my shirt is when I press raw
It's umbrellas on my sweater for bitches thats weather
Blowin' kisses at the cheddar when I test jaw
I, never lose, never snooze, crackin' crystal
Yaught pimpin' on another
Foreign from another niggas pedestals
On the top, clock tickin' on you other
I'm typin' in a site with all these W's
Only out for doe and niggas busting moves
My drive crazy, in a Lamborghini screamin' "Rock-a-bye-baby"
Bad just touched down, she Tom Brady
Me I'm Tom Ford, more to the Concord
I been in the jungle, nigga, broke and on my
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, swearin' I was a
to the USA, I was a foreigner
Fame was a beautiful bitch, so I her
now I'm lookin' 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 even when it's called off, my nigga