Luyện nghe bài hát NOBODY ON E

Fuck is you doing,
Bainz in the with me

(Leek, that's fye there)
go

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, gotta ride the heat
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 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 out the cage
Give me a year, I'ma cop me a
Stay in thе mall, it stuck in my ways
I play games but I damn sure make plays
Plus if I start it, I I'ma finish
Shе want a and I want a milli'
Robbin' and
Home of the and some of the realest
I just be chilling, can't get in my
They know I'm hard but don't admit
be hating but I still go and get it
I'm in the trap, that sending me titties
YSL loaded, and yeah, I'm
Bitch, it don't count if you broke and you
in the mall, ballin', John Wall
She keep on texting, I'm her call
the bullshit, I can't fuck with at all
they 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 mind on a whole planet

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole rich, ain't nobody on E
Don't do no cappin', I came out streets
It could be cold, gotta with the heat
He he gangster, gon' die when 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

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

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 ride with the
He he gangster, gon' die when 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