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 streets
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 paid 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
Give me a year, I'ma cop me a
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 I'ma
Shе a body and I want a milli'
and killin'
Home of the murderers and some of the
I be chilling, can't get in my feelings
They I'm hard but don't wanna admit
be hating but I still go and get it
I'm in the trap, that bitch 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 missin' her
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
Elliot jewelry, my Atlantic
Geeked out my mind on a whole planet

You see me out, bet I got it on me
Whole label rich, 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
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 pints and I'm poppin' these
I keep the 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 gon'
I told her up and she got excited
Free my dawg, got indicted
I'm ready to out, ain't startin' a riot
I really came out the jungle lions
Speak on my name and them bullets, flyin'
Stay down and ran that shit up out the
Traps keep on calling, they don't wanna
Spot in LA and it came with a
I'm quarantine clean, now the well made

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 them
It could be cold, gotta ride 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 paid just to go on the stage