Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

[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 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, bitch I to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with your
Young nigga ran up a

[Verse 1: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Run it up, run it up
Nasty bitch, fuck her on the furniture
Paris ride in a Rari,
Fuck a model bitch and I'm her
She wanna '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 callin' me
flash like the paparazzi, yeah
Big thirty, now boys don't want problems
Stepback, now that boy like Harden
Forever, now my chain look like 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, moon 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 bitch off the gram
up in a Rari like damn
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, bitch I stick to the
Remember I was juggin' for the
Ayy, then we ran off with your
Young ran up a sack

[Verse 2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & Rich The
Ah-Dexter,
Bitch I be ballin' KD
bitches 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 whippin' BM
She fuckin' on me her man wanna be him
I just make her my BM
Foreign bitch, she
I let her stay for the
K on a backend
I get the money, M&Ms;
I your 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 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

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

[Verse 3: The Kid & Jay Critch]
Yeah, diamonds on me and wet, splash
nigga, birds takin' a bath
Whip a brick I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up like Ape
it up like we bakin' cakes
Chop-chop it up, yeah shavin'
We was broke, now we forever
Too many diamonds, break the bezel
We got the money, might flex
She suck my dick on the
She give me brain professors
I'm a flexer
And I ball, Vick
We was broke, now we
Trap phone, up on the plug
Rich with a cup full of mud
on me, I been takin' the drugs
Bad bitch 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, to ride on the bus

Rich 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 smell 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
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young ran up a sack