Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be ballin' 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 smell like a cheerio
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a like damn
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, bitch I to the plan
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your
Young nigga ran up a

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

Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Bitch I be like KD
I a bitch and her friends
I we did it again
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' like a cheerio
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I fuck your off the gram
Pull up in a like damn
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, bitch I to the plan
Remember I was juggin' for the
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young nigga ran up a

[Verse 2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & The Kid]
Ah-Dexter,
Bitch I be like KD
Blockin' bitches off the
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
Foreign bitch, she
I let her stay for the
Fifty K on a
I get the money, them
I your bitch, she ain't in to him
I'm hard above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on your
Don't wanna bump me, got the on my hip
She suckin' me up, I'm gon' cum on her
Big choppers, I got guns I'm Tip
Ran off that pack, hit the block, make it flip
Big choppers I'm Tip
I'ma nut on her lips
Oh shit, she got
My be blood, and some of 'em crip

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
I be ballin' like KD
I fuck a bitch and her
I we did it again
I been walkin' 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
Bitch I be ballin' KD
I your bitch off the gram
up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho from
Ayy, I stick to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, we ran off with your pack
Young ran up a sack

3: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Yeah, diamonds on me and wet, splash
Trap nigga, takin' a bath
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 rich
Too diamonds, might break the bezel
We got the money, might flex
She my dick on the dresser
She give me like professors
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 been takin' the
Bad wanna fuck with a thug
Come too close, catch a couple of
Chain shining on me, now she in love
You ain't grinding homie, you ain't no buzz
Maserati, used to on the bus

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Jay
Bitch I be ballin' 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 like 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 with pack
Young ran up a sack