Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia (Freestyle)

Why yes, you too
What up,
You know that shit the diamonds was on palm bay I they was dancin' under the dawg like
In New I Milly Rock
Got it in my
Fifty off the
And I press
Got it in my
Got a lil'
That's a lil boat, boy, that's a yacht
Nah, I'm just playing, let me get shit for real tho

I get money, money, motherfucker like I'm Jordan
It's the nigga flyin' foreign, make your not important
Milly rockin' the city pop a pity by the garden
Know you can't afford it
And bitches can't ignore me
I did shit like dory, I'm with some white
And the bitch is like forty, she Mike Shorey
In the port loose out the Porsche coupe glidin'
If you try me nigga I be off the Porsche through
It's just me and Aggy, Portuguese lil' baddie
Pourin' drink off in the soda, weed off in the baggy
I be off in the caddie with a that's off a addy
fuck me to the beat is like the beat is off badly
Fleeing off to Cali, I'll be in the morning
boys diss me in the night
I get 'em clapped by the
Got the money clubbin' on the stackin' and joinin'
In the back of this foreign, I keep a cool bitch me
This never slackin' or borin', never lackin' I'm
And any try and hoe us, we feel the world owe us
I bet your girl know us, the man Riley
Two bad bitches like and Kylie
Let man try me be another man dying
I'ma sergeant, oh and by the way
I just beat my gun charges, Lawyer like a
And just sweep the dumb
Shout out Jim Lewis I won't keep you
But we young bosses
Can't ever try to do it like we do
Playboi like Carti I want Carti B too
One day if I slide in DM what it lead to?
Puttin' in like we in a magazine shoot
Nigga I'm the man ten bitches
Shout out to the fans, and Angolia
Throw the damn Rollie up, the damn Rollie up
Rollie so heavy that the can't hold it up
Score so much they gotta a damn goalie up
Niggas say they but they don't know enough
You it's us
Shawty fuck me for Chanel, she a coconut
Skurtin' through the parkin' lot 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 back she sew it up
Yeah in New York I rock, I'm on any block
Hit that bitch on block
this dick to twenty thots
Got it in my sock, on the wop
Thirty clip inside a on the Glock ooh

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