Luyện nghe bài hát OKRA

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

my bankroll, ayo 400K for vehicle
Paintjob look like ashy on Django
Interior look mango, shotgun grape, he look mayo
Golden voice on payroll, neck all gold like Kayo
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
Keep them bucks in banks like
Swampy out the bayou, pockets flooded y'all be dilute
down, I'm Big Mac, I'm quarter pound, you chicken nugget
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 just for
Financial advisor buggin', Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo ain't nobody fuckin' with him

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

Uno the shoe, red with the
Look a flag what the fuck it do
Golf be the set, no OF
Like Ron bitch we aim for your neck
Give a fuck about you or your respect, that way
Fuck your accolades but I made the cut like I a blade
You could call me brush, I've 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, yeah it's Minute Maid, I been paid
gainin' weight
Your bank statements on Kate, but that's up to you

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

Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me, glowin', clear of acne
Diamonds see-through, so
Red look like Aidan Mackey, spent dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is that thing with tires but I rode the
And Vill tail me
And he got the Cannon like he Mariah
Yeah, we straight but if you wrinkle up the
And my bitch mixed like
Man fuck with the fam, we in
Bitch you're a bum, see you understand
Yeah, I cut off some T, where you been?
I'm in Bel-Air, been lookin' for land
Need a spot in the hills, not the beach, need a
to cool 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
still trippin' on shit that I bought
But, I really do not care the 'cause okra

Man, now go
I cut off some