Luyện nghe bài hát Moon Walkin

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

1: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]
Run it up, run it up
Nasty bitch, fuck her right on the
Paris ride in a Rari,
a model 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' Mike and 'em
I got the bands, now she him
Yeah, took your bitch no pardon me,
Skateboard bitches me gnarly
flash like the paparazzi, yeah
Big thirty, now them boys want problems
Stepback, now that boy look like
Rich Forever, now my chain look like water,

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

2: Famous Dex, Jay Critch, & Rich The Kid]
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,
Come get girl, she be all in my DMs
Sixteen, I was that BM
She fuckin' on me 'cause her man be him
I might make her my BM
Foreign bitch, she
I let her for the weekend
Fifty K on a
I get the money, M&Ms;
I fuck your bitch, she in to him
I'm ballin' above the rim
Run up on me, put the blood on your
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 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 a bitch and her friends
I we did it again
I walkin' with 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 bitch off the
Pull up in a Rari damn
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
Remember I was for the grams
Ayy, we ran off with your pack
nigga ran up a sack

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid & Jay
Yeah, diamonds on me and wet, splash
nigga, birds takin' a bath
Whip a then I'm buying a Jag
Hey, zip 'em up Bathin' Ape
Whip it up like we cakes
Chop-chop it up, shavin' weight
We was broke, now we rich
Too many diamonds, might the bezel
We got the money, might flex
She my dick on the dresser
She give me like professors
I'm a flexer
And I ball, Michael
We was broke, now we
Trap phone, hangin' up on the
Rich with a cup full of mud
Xans on me, I takin' the drugs
Bad bitch wanna with a thug
Come too close, catch a couple of
Chain shining on me, now she fallin' in
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 we did it again
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 fuck bitch off the gram
Pull up in a like damn
Foreign ho Japan
Ayy, I stick to the plan
I was juggin' for the grams
Ayy, then we ran off with pack
Young nigga ran up a