Luyện nghe bài hát OKRA

And let it go (Ayo)
I cut off friends, where they go
(Did shit in one take, ayo)
I stick to the plan, the goal (ayy we got that 5 shit nigga)
these niggas man

Check my bankroll, ayo for vehicle
Paintjob look like ankles on Django
Interior mango, shotgun grape, he look like mayo
Golden voice on payroll, neck all gold Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
them bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy niggas out the bayou, pockets flooded be dilute
Watered down, I'm Big Mac, I'm pound, you chicken nugget
Fuck it, bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 just for luggage
Financial buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo cousin ain't nobody with him

Man, now go
I cut off friends, where they go
I stick to the plan, that's the
these niggas man, that's for sure

Uno the shoe, red the blue
like a flag what the fuck it do
Golf be the set, no OF
Like Ron Artest bitch we aim for your
Give a fuck about you or respect, yeah that way
Fuck your accolades but I made the cut I pack a blade
You call me brush, I've been makin' waves
Since Ashley Banks' cousin had a but that's '92, I'm '91
Watts Riot in my blood, nigga up
And that pussy pink like the in my cup
Lemonade, it's Minute Maid, I been gettin' paid
Pockets gainin'
Your bank on Mary Kate, but that's up to you

Man, now go
I cut off friends, where they go
I stick to the plan, that's the
Fuck these (ayo) niggas man, that's for

Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me, skin glowin', clear of
Diamonds see-through, so
Red Ones look like Aidan Mackey, dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is thing with tires but I rode the bike
And Vill behind me
And he got the Cannon he bagged Mariah
Yeah, we but if you wrinkle up the situation
And my mixed like jambalaya
Man with the fam, we in Japan
Bitch a bum, see you don't understand
Yeah, I cut off some friends T, you been?
I'm in Bel-Air, been lookin' for land
Need a in the hills, not the beach, need a pool
Just to it, I do need the grass, not the sand
Got enough rocks, see, check my
And I got crack, watch how I
And it's still Wolf Gang, bitch, how I bark
Wallace still trippin' on shit I bought
But, I really do not care the cost okra

Man, now go
I cut off some