Luyện nghe bài hát OKRA

And let it go (Ayo)
I cut off some friends, they go
(Did this in one take, ayo)
I to the plan, that's the goal (ayy we got that 5 shit nigga)
Fuck these man

my bankroll, ayo 400K for vehicle
Paintjob look like ashy ankles on
Interior look mango, shotgun grape, he look like
Golden voice on payroll, neck all like Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
Keep them in banks like Yayo
Swampy out the bayou, pockets flooded y'all be dilute
Watered down, I'm Big Mac, I'm quarter pound, you nugget
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 for luggage
Financial buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo cousin ain't fuckin' with him

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

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

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, they go
I stick to the plan, the goal
Fuck these (ayo) niggas man, for sure

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

Man, now go
I cut off friends