Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck a bitch and her
I we did it again
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
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck your bitch off the
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho 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: Rich The Kid & Jay
Run it up, run it up
Nasty bitch, fuck her on the furniture
Paris ride in a Rari,
Fuck a bitch and I'm recording her
She fuck 'cause I'm comin up
up in Rari's, no Hummer truck
Ayy, bitch I be ballin' like and 'em
I got the bands, now she him
Yeah, took your bitch no me, sorry
Skateboard bitches me gnarly
Diamonds flash the paparazzi, yeah
Big thirty, now them don't want problems
Stepback, now that boy like Harden
Rich Forever, now my chain look water, yeah

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I a bitch and her friends
I we did it again
I been walkin' with them
Hey, walkin' off a xan
Ayy, a girl, she a fan
She let me hit it on
My set gon' smell a cheerio
I be ballin' like KD
I fuck your off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
ho from Japan
Ayy, bitch I stick to the
Remember I was juggin' for the
Ayy, then we ran off with your
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 to draw on my pants
Ice on my neck,
get your girl, she be all in my DMs
Sixteen, I was that BM
She on me 'cause her man wanna be him
I just might her my BM
bitch, she Korean
I let her stay for the
Fifty K on a
I get the money, M&Ms;
I fuck bitch, she ain't in to him
I'm ballin' above the rim
Run up on me, put the on your 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 guns I'm Tip
Ran off that pack, hit the block, make it flip
Big choppers I'm Tip
just nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got
My be blood, and some of 'em crip

[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, 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 your bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari like
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your
nigga ran up a sack

[Verse 3: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Yeah, diamonds on me and wet, splash
Trap nigga, birds a bath
Whip a brick I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up Bathin' Ape
Whip it up like we bakin'
it up, yeah shavin' weight
We was broke, now we forever
Too diamonds, might break the bezel
We got the money, might together
She suck my on the dresser
She give me brain like
I'm a professional
And I ball, Michael
We was broke, now we
phone, hangin' up on the plug
Rich with a cup full of mud
Xans on me, I takin' the drugs
Bad bitch wanna with a thug
too close, catch a couple of slugs
Chain on me, now she fallin' in love
You ain't homie, you ain't gettin' no buzz
Maserati, to ride on the bus

[Chorus: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be like 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' smell a cheerio
Bitch I be like KD
I fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a Rari damn
ho from Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young ran up a sack