Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

[Chorus: The Kid & Jay Critch]
I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her
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' like a cheerio
Bitch I be like KD
I fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
ho from Japan
Ayy, bitch I stick to the
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, we ran off with your pack
nigga ran up a sack

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

[Chorus: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be like KD
I a bitch and her friends
I think we did it
I been walkin' them bands
Hey, moon 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 off the gram
Pull up in a Rari damn
Foreign ho from
Ayy, I stick to the plan
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off your pack
Young ran up a sack

[Verse 2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & The Kid]
Ah-Dexter,
I be ballin' like 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 'cause her man be him
I just make her my BM
bitch, she Korean
I let her for the weekend
K on a backend
I get the money, them
I fuck bitch, she ain't in to him
I'm hard above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on Timbs
Don't bump me, got the guard on my hip
She me up, I'm gon' cum on her lips
Big choppers, I got like I'm Tip
Ran off with that pack, hit the block, it flip
Big choppers I'm Tip
just nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got
My homies be blood, and some of 'em

Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck a and her friends
I we did it again
I been walkin' them bands
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 your bitch off the
Pull up in a like damn
Foreign ho from
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 3: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Yeah, on me and they wet, splash
Trap nigga, takin' a bath
a brick then I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up like Ape
Whip it up we bakin' cakes
Chop-chop it up, shavin' weight
We was broke, now we forever
Too diamonds, might break the bezel
We got the money, flex together
She suck my on the dresser
She give me brain professors
I'm a professional
And I ball, Vick
We was broke, now we
phone, hangin' up on the plug
Rich nigga a cup full of mud
on me, I been takin' the drugs
Bad bitch fuck with a thug
Come too close, a couple of slugs
Chain shining on me, now she fallin' in
You grinding homie, you ain't gettin' no buzz
Maserati, to ride on the bus

[Chorus: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be like KD
I a bitch and her friends
I think we did it
I been walkin' with bands
Hey, moon 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 off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho from
Ayy, I stick to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young nigga ran up a