Luyện nghe bài hát Met Gala

[Intro:
Hey



If Young Metro trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Woo

[Chorus:
in a week
I a iced out Phillipe (ice)
Yeah, for keeps (keeps)
the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect (ooh)
I'll tape a to her cheeks
Now that I'm gettin' money
I'm these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
is good week, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm snatchin' Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the
And treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them
I just let the met gala up formal (formal)

1: Offset]
Look at my boogers, big as you (booger)
You could get shot your nigga too
This stick make a nigga do (brr)
Bentley but this is masseuse
I'm havin' stripes than Adidas boots (havin' that)
Dick in her mouth I'm edible (dickin' that)
Nigga shootin', you better move (brr)
I for my gang, I won't let 'em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin' the pipe,
shit started off lice
Hopped in my DM and me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first
Finesse a then get this shit right
On sight, right, nigga, (on sight)
Poppin' that 'cause he thinkin' he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we the Glock (bow)
I'm on a yacht and they not on my (yacht)
Fuckin' a on the ocean, Dubai
I'ma play dumb but see out the plot (plot)
She know what I'm
You this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin' the (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 (jet)
Offset the mania, I'm the (hey)
I take your heart out and your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the up (top)
Ran up my money and I'm talkin' (bang)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and (high)
Pull out the and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I'm and I'm 'bout to set it off (hey, hey)

[Chorus:
Mil' in a
I a iced out Phillipe (ice)
Yeah, for keeps (keeps)
Suck the game, she a leech (leech)
in the game with a key (key)
My pockets up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect (ooh)
I tape a brick to her
Now I'm gettin' this money
I'm fuckin' thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is week, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm snatchin' that in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga up in the cell
And they treated me like I was (normal)
Thinkin' I love for blessings
I just let the met gala dress up (formal)

[Verse 2: Mane]
I'm havin' this what you hadn't
respect like your daddy
Yeah, the man, cash in the caddy
I just up in a palace
I did a through, I'm in Dallas, man
in two bitches from Cali
These Bs on me, I barely
They drunk and just walkin' barely
I'm to Paris to pick up a bag
And treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain't trippin', makin' transactions
A rob you, you be practicing
Four bitches all swallow this
I feel I'm fightin' an octopus
Thought it was killers, doubtin' my bitches
come to find out it's photographers
Feds watch me binoculars
Mad a nigga get popular
on a hoe in the lobby, yo
Drop Top Wop the top is low
Negative to a positive
I care for no obstacles
I could care less the bloggers, boy
80K in my joggers, boy

[Chorus:
in a week
I bought a iced out (ice)
Yeah, playin' for (keeps)
the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game a key (key)
My pockets blew up, (Monique)
Ooh, she got perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her
Now that I'm gettin' money
I'm fuckin' these thotties, tryna get come up (come up)
is good weed, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for blessings
I just let the met gala up formal (formal)