Luyện nghe bài hát OKRA

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

Check my bankroll, ayo for vehicle
Paintjob look like ankles on Django
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 bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy niggas out the bayou, pockets y'all be dilute
Watered down, I'm Big Mac, I'm quarter pound, you nugget
it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 just for luggage
Financial buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo ain't nobody fuckin' with him

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, where go
I stick to the plan, that's the
Fuck 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 you or your respect, yeah that way
Fuck your but I made the cut like I pack a blade
You could call me brush, I've been makin'
Since Ashley Banks' cousin had a but that's '92, I'm '91
Watts Riot in my blood, what's up
And that pussy like the drink in my cup
Lemonade, yeah it's Maid, I been gettin' paid
Pockets weight
Your statements on Mary Kate, but that's up to you

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

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

Man, now go
I cut off friends