Luyện nghe bài hát NOBODY ON E

Fuck is you doing,
Bainz in the building me

(Leek, that's fye there)
go

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, nobody on E
Don't do no cappin', I came out them
It could be cold, ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon' die we met
Don't got no but I keep 'em on fleek
I was just brakin' from 12 on the
Now we getting just to go on the stage

YSL boss, I was broke, now I'm
Twin on my face that got in the raid
I'm tryna free all my dawgs out the
me a year, I'ma cop me a maze
Stay in thе mall, it stuck in my ways
I don't play games but I damn sure plays
Plus if I start it, I know I'ma
Shе a body and I want a milli'
Robbin' and
of the murderers and some of the realest
I be chilling, can't get in my feelings
They know I'm hard but don't admit
be hating but I still go and get it
I'm in the trap, that bitch sending me
YSL loaded, and yeah, I'm
Bitch, it don't count if you broke and you
Walk in the mall, ballin', John
She keep on texting, I'm her call
Dodging the bullshit, I can't fuck at all
they the law
I want the Richard Millie, I don't want no Patek
Pissed off on IG but don't no static
Elliot jewelry, my Atlantic
Geeked out my mind on a whole 'nother

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, nobody on E
Don't do no cappin', I came out them
It could be cold, ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon' die we met
Don't got no bitch but I 'em on fleek
I was just brakin' 12 on the block
Now we getting paid to go on the stage

him and chop off his limbs
Sipping these pints and I'm these pills
I the baddest lil' thotties
I pop the Addy, I'm out of my
This ain't court, we don't judge for bodies
I was too high, I slept in the lobby
Put it Post-It, I know they copy
I her pull up and she got excited
my lil' dawg, got indicted
I'm ready to crash out, ain't a riot
I really came out the jungle lions
Speak on my name and them bullets, they
Stay and ran that shit up out the gate
Traps keep on calling, they don't wait
in LA and it came with a maid
I'm quarantine clean, now the money well

You see me out, bet I got it on me
label rich, ain't nobody on E
Don't do no cappin', I out them streets
It could be cold, gotta ride with the
He think he gangster, die when we met
Don't got no bitch but I 'em on fleek
I was just from 12 on the block
Now we paid just to go on the stage