Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be like KD
I fuck a bitch and her
I think we did it
I been walkin' with them
Hey, walkin' off a xan
Ayy, a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on
My set smell like a cheerio
Bitch I be like KD
I fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, bitch I to the plan
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, we ran off with your pack
Young ran up a sack

1: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Run it up, run it up
Nasty bitch, fuck her on the furniture
ride in a Rari, foreigner
Fuck a model bitch and I'm her
She fuck 'cause I'm comin up
up in Rari's, no Hummer truck
Ayy, bitch I be ballin' Mike and 'em
I got the bands, now she him
Yeah, your bitch no pardon me, sorry
Skateboard bitches callin' me
Diamonds flash the paparazzi, yeah
Big thirty, now them boys don't problems
Stepback, now that boy look Harden
Rich Forever, now my chain look water, yeah

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck a and her friends
I think we did it
I been walkin' them bands
Hey, walkin' off a xan
Ayy, a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on
My set smell like a cheerio
I be ballin' like KD
I your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off your pack
Young nigga ran up a

[Verse 2: Dex, Jay Critch, & Rich The Kid]
Ah-Dexter,
Bitch I be like KD
Blockin' off the gram
Naw I do not do no
I like to on my pants
Ice on my neck,
Come get girl, she be all in my DMs
Sixteen, I was whippin' BM
She fuckin' on me her man wanna be him
I might make her my BM
bitch, she Korean
I let her stay for the
Fifty K on a
I get the money, them
I fuck bitch, she ain't in to him
I'm ballin' hard the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on Timbs
wanna bump me, got the guard on my hip
She suckin' me up, I'm cum on her lips
Big choppers, I got guns I'm Tip
Ran off that pack, hit the block, make it flip
Big like I'm Tip
I'ma just nut on her
Oh shit, she got
My homies be blood, and of 'em crip

Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck a and her friends
I we did it again
I been with them bands
Hey, walkin' off a xan
Ayy, a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on
My set smell like a cheerio
Bitch I be like KD
I your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari damn
ho from Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your
nigga ran up a sack

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid & Jay
Yeah, on me and they wet, splash
Trap nigga, birds a bath
Whip a brick I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up Bathin' Ape
it up like we bakin' cakes
Chop-chop it up, yeah shavin'
We was broke, now we forever
Too many diamonds, might the bezel
We got the money, might together
She suck my on the dresser
She give me brain like
I'm a flexer
And I ball, Vick
We was broke, now we
Trap phone, hangin' up on the
Rich nigga a cup full of mud
on me, I been takin' the drugs
Bad bitch fuck with a thug
Come too close, catch a of slugs
Chain shining on me, now she in love
You ain't grinding homie, you gettin' no buzz
Maserati, to ride on the bus

[Chorus: The Kid & Jay Critch]
I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her
I think we did it
I been walkin' with them
Hey, moon off a xan
Ayy, a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on
My set smell like a cheerio
I be ballin' like KD
I fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho from
Ayy, bitch I stick to the
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young nigga ran up a