Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto (Remix)

[Verse 1: Mill]
after bottle, model after model
Spending all this paper like I hit the lotto
All I know is YOLO, nigga, the motto
Ricky told me, "Get em," and I him that I got 'em
And I got 'em day, every day
Bad bitch and she gon fuck me way, never stay
I hit it, then I'm dipping that-a-way, that-a-way
Young nigga from the bottom and I had a way
I went from whipping 62's to whipping 62's
Ain't none of my niggas Crip, and we giving the blues
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you
Yeah, I'm
I pull up in a Ghost, on my necklace
And all my diamonds clear, VVS'ing
I turn a toilet on these niggas, they BS-ing
Two fingers, did it on 'em
up, I really shitted on 'em
I Dreamchaser and I made a milli on 'em
It don't matter city I'm in, I'm going Philly in 'em
my red P hat, nigga you know we back
I'm to Houston, I heard that's where they cheap at
I done put them Percs down, I'm 'bout to relapse
Just to give her dope dick and ask her for feedback
Shorty, do you love this dick?
You who you fucking with?
Grab her by her weave, her ass like you fucking bitch
Dont I talk nasty, she dont know my
But she gon get this dick and chew me up just like some Mint
Check me I be jumping out the coupe, swagger the roof
Bad bitches waving at me, real salute
I aint gotta lie, they know Im the
And I aint gotta say Im fly, G5 with the crew
Im in the air bitch, diamonds bitch
Took off my Rollie and got on Audemeer shit
I hear these haters talking, but I hear shit
Cause we get them and stack them up just like a pyramid

Yall talk like bitches do
Same niggas in the district giving
I got killers on my team get at you
For a brick or two, put an end to you

[Verse 2:
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Black (?), sag sitting - low
Effortless flow, a sumn a show
is 21, we playing (?)
Probably fuck up your budget, yea, Im playing with
Put that shit on whatever, we another summer
Liquor, lot of bottles, tab you I got it
Spend a up at Diamonds, aint tricking it you got it
Designer shit, Im modest, astonishing to be honest
shit on my arm, a presidential, you got it?
Get your revenue popping before you do talk on them
Niggas who work too to not show it off via flossing
Double M G harder than anything that you of
professional ball, the best you niggas is (?)
Yea Im on that ball shit, boy you that soft shit
Fore he hit the room, hear a Vroom! from the Porsche
On Yamaha, pardon me, thats Meek and them
She say she is not a groupie, I wanna speak to them!
You though, you trying to go
Apply smoke and watch the pride go
These little is little bitches, we never love em
To all the sisters with ambition, I see your
Im trying to go though, yall already though
on em, they slept on us, (?)
Whoever want it, they note that Im so focused
A message to my they better off trying to clone us
Keep her in Chanel while your bitch is an L
When she out, you (?), all she need is an L
why I never trust a ho, no never me
I just wanna get some head, maybe ass fore I
Fuck a beef, keep it moving, she easily
You niggas keep sleeping, you gon to meet (Cuba?)
I cant no motherfucking Hoover
Ima the reefer, you can have the hookah
Versace, Medusa, I probably, it
me, my crew, your bitch probably throw two up
Party with bitches that throw parties too
We right to fucking, they call you that (?)
And deuce up
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