Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia (Freestyle)

Why yes, you too
up, world?
You know that shit the diamonds was on bay I meant they was dancin' under the dawg like
In New York I Milly
Got it in my
off the wall
And I rerock
Got it in my
Got a lil'
That's a lil boat, boy, that's a lil'
Nah, I'm just playing, let me get this for real tho

I get money, money, money motherfucker I'm Jordan
It's the nigga flyin' foreign, your bitches not important
Milly through the city pop a pity by the garden
you niggas can't afford it
And these can't ignore me
I did shit like dory, I'm with white shorty
And the bitch is like forty, she singing Shorey
In the port loose ridin' out the Porsche coupe
If you try me I be off the Porsche through slidin'
It's just me and lil' Aggy, lil' baddie
Pourin' off in the soda, puttin' weed off in the baggy
I be off in the caddie a freak that's off a addy
Tryin' fuck me to the is like the beat is off badly
off to Cali, I'll be back in the morning
Them boys me in the night
I get 'em by the morning
Got the money clubbin' on the stackin' and joinin'
In the of this foreign, I keep a cool bitch with me
This never slackin' or borin', never I'm blowin'
And any niggas try and hoe us, we the world owe us
I bet your girl know us, what the man
Two bad bitches like Kendall and
Let your man try me be another man
young sergeant, oh and by the way
I just beat my gun charges, Lawyer a maid
And just sweep the charges
Shout out Jim Lewis I keep you bombarded
But we some young
Can't nobody try to do it like we do
like Carti I want fuck Carti B too
One day if I in that DM what it lead to?
Puttin' in like we in a magazine shoot
I'm the man ten bitches magnolia
Shout out to the fans, and Angolia
Throw the damn Rollie up, throw the damn up
Rollie so heavy that the bitches can't it up
Score so much they gotta throw a goalie up
Niggas say know but they don't know enough
You it's us
Shawty fuck me for Chanel, she a coconut
Skurtin' through the lot with doughnuts in the car clutch
All thirty of us, bitches, four sluts
All of us up, the bank account's growin' up
Shawty threw the had me tore it up
Now the only way to get it she gotta sew it up
Yeah in New York I Milly rock, I'm on any
Hit that bitch on Betty
Gave this to twenty thots
Got it in my sock, on the wop
Thirty clip inside a extendo on the ooh

We just started
Nothing gon' be
I'm hopping on everything, body