Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Forever Leaked

Make it rain and I leave it
I don't clean the mess up
Buddakan, bitch, we eat in
So dark, see in there
Still took a bitch to eat in
She said, "How you off in your whip if ain't no key in there?"
New coupe can fit in there
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Ayy, ayy, ayy,

I up in Bentley, no Beamer
Balenciaga, these not no
I got a chopper could clear arenas
I got a llama, I named that Tina
I let that lil' bitch hold on my Nina
You I stay, don't have to get my cheese up
I that bitch wasn't a speaker
Now I'm the only thing come out her
These niggas bummy, mad from the bleachers
I get the like I work for Denise's
Violation, boy, money like Wee Man
These soft ass niggas can't with the demon
You Lil Uzi got the bitches feindin'
I got the and my laser is beamin'
These niggas borin', tell me they're leavin'
Rainbow my diamonds, but I am not
These niggas old heads, their hairlines
Go get the money, blue checks I'm
Like Kells with the R so I hit with the
I gave the thot a pill, she to Venus
She on her knees and she beg for the
Rick Owens my bed, I trip I'm dreamin'
out my way, at the top, you can't glo me
Did so it's nothin' you can show me
I'm the nigga that wave out in front on you
I'ma just pass you just to my homie
I'm the type that wave out in front on you
Take the off and blast my opponent
These rappers pitiful, my children too
I don't know why always actin' bogus
One of my youngest children went platinum
Startin' to think he better than my
up, pneumonia neck got me froze up
Made three off my shoulders
Drippin', in the water, yeah
Got more money than your father,
So that means you're my (daughter)
on me, I got 40 (40)
Jack boys rip the up (floor up)
Sawed-off getting (bow)
Stomach shot, get your (core)
2Pac, watch the door
2Pac, that's
Nigga better watch his (yeah)
I'ma him to the Lord (Lord)
He was on support ('port)
But the doctor the cord (cord)
That's what happen when we (woo)
1600, leave you (woo)
Counter carbon, that's a (woo)
tips in the FN
It's G.E.D. I'm testin' (G.E.D.)
Get every with no dressin' (yeah)
They play this on your FM (ayy)
You a rat, the PC
That's the pest control, not
my bitch, "You his best friend?
Oh no, bitch you text him (what?)
Let him ease in my
We gon' hit him with a (message)"
We got shooters out in (Essex)
We got shooters out in (Texas)
All my niggas know is wreck (wreck shit)
Throw your set, your set, bitch
You keep me your new bitch
Boy, fuckin' on my ex-bitch
She you for a check, bitch
Gave her racks, necklace
You can it, I got extra (extra)
No, they can't us (check us)
a hundred, put the rest up (yeah)
Niggas be the best us
Make it and I leave it there
I ever clean the mess up
Buddakan, bitch, we eat in
So dark, can't see in
Still took a to eat in there
She said, "How you pull off in whip if ain't no key in there?"
New coupe can fit three in
Smoke a blunt, 4 G's in
Goyard wallet with the cheese in
Margiela, put my in there (yeah)
VVS', put my in there (yeah)
20s, you get Cs in there
Fredericksville, I ain't leavin'
1600, yeah, I be in
Come around, you get whacked
around, you get wet here (wet)
Come around, you get here (checked here)