Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

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

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

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

[Verse 2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & Rich The
Ah-Dexter,
Bitch I be ballin' KD
Blockin' off the gram
Naw I do not do no
I like to on my pants
Ice on my neck,
get your 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
Foreign bitch, she
I let her stay for the
Fifty K on a
I get the money, them
I fuck your bitch, she in to him
I'm ballin' above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on Timbs
Don't wanna bump me, got the on my hip
She me up, I'm gon' cum on her lips
Big choppers, I got guns I'm Tip
Ran off with that pack, hit the block, make it
Big like I'm Tip
I'ma nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got
My be blood, and some of 'em crip

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

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid & Jay
Yeah, diamonds on me and they wet,
Trap nigga, birds takin' a
Whip a brick I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up like Ape
Whip it up like we bakin'
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 my dick on the dresser
She give me brain like
I'm a flexer
And I ball, Michael
We was broke, now we
Trap phone, up on the plug
nigga with a cup full of mud
Xans on me, I been the drugs
Bad bitch fuck with a thug
too close, catch a couple of slugs
Chain on me, now she fallin' in love
You ain't grinding homie, you ain't gettin' no
Maserati, used to on the bus

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