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, gotta with the heat
He think he gangster, die when we met
Don't got no bitch but I keep 'em on
I was brakin' from 12 on the block
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 all my dawgs out the cage
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 sure make plays
Plus if I start it, I know finish
Shе want a body and I want a
Robbin' and
Home of the murderers and of the realest
I just be chilling, get in my feelings
They know I'm hard but don't wanna
Niggas be hating but I go and get it
I'm in the trap, that bitch sending me
YSL loaded, and yeah, I'm
Bitch, it don't if you broke and you pretty
Walk in the mall, ballin', John
She keep on texting, I'm her call
Dodging the bullshit, I can't with at all
callin' the law
I want the Richard Millie, I don't want no Patek
Pissed off on IG but don't want no
jewelry, my water Atlantic
Geeked out my on a whole 'nother planet

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, ain't on E
Don't do no cappin', I came out streets
It could be cold, ride with the heat
He think he gangster, gon' die we met
got no bitch but I keep 'em on fleek
I was just brakin' from 12 on the
Now we getting paid just to go on the

Catch him and off his limbs
Sipping these and I'm poppin' these pills
I the baddest lil' thotties
I pop the Addy, I'm out of my
This court, we don't judge bitches for bodies
I was too high, I just in the lobby
Put it Post-It, I they gon' copy
I told her 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
Spot in LA and it came a maid
I'm quarantine clean, now the money well

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, ain't on E
Don't do no cappin', I came out streets
It be cold, gotta 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' from 12 on the
Now we paid just to go on the stage