Luyện nghe bài hát Tryna Be Me

[Intro: Playboi
I ain't worried no bitch
I wanna flex, I just wanna flex, honestly
You what I'm saying?
I'm in LA (cash Carti)
I might be in Toronto week, I'm all-over the place bitch
Ayy, Cash Carti,
I'm on my shit
I can't trust these bitches cuz these ain't shit (ain't shit)
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All
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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[Refrain: Playboi
niggas tryna be me
Young niggas be me

[Chorus: Playboi
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just some sex
I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I need the check, aye
My babymama say I'm up, I told bitch I'm next, aye
Banging my brothers, aye, banging with no others, aye
I bust pussy down and I pass it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was the other day
Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring back
Front porch with straps, he from the fucking trap

[Verse 1: Carti]
Aye, I can't you I can't serve you was on the corner trippin'
I can't serve you, my niggas on the come-up, aye
Alexander McQueen, boy I it in my vest
Young been ballin', bitch, nothin' but net
Bad bitch she over, she came, yeah
Bad bitch she came gave a young nigga neck (I got it)
Took this bitch to my crib, yeah hoe so impressed
And I start pourin', and I pourin'
I stopped pourin' then that bitch started to undress
And you know this ice, and you know ice
Boy you know ice around my neck, ion wanna speak
Boy you know I keep a fucking Tec, yeah, is cheap
Boy I keep on the seat, foreign drive by sheep
Now them boys hatin' boy, I don't with pussy boy
Aye, aye, aye
Probably catch me in a foreign, to where the money going

Playboi Carti]
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just want sex
I ain't 'bout these niggas, I just need the check, aye
My babymama say I'm up, I that bitch I'm next, aye
with my brothers, aye, banging with no others, aye
I bust that pussy down and I it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was the other day
Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring some
Front porch with straps, he from the fucking trap
in the flat, tryna bring some back
Front porch straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

[Verse 3:
Aye, aye
We never see these pussy hoes, see these checks
Say you getting stacks, but of your Gs in debt
I see your bitch out your clothes
And I think she's impressed
Oh, what this tee right
Nah, ain't released this yet
But that's a mad ting here
I'm killing these niggas bring flowers
Nah ain't a regular pack
I'm smoking some powers
in that cellular antics
You working with different powers
Put your girl in a single
On my dick for
I her wait, one sec get off me
Your hands are way too low, nah you doing it properly
Fuck this bullshit, get back to the money scheme
Feel Imma die soon, I keep getting funny dreams
Told your to hide the weapon in the buggy, please
That's my nigga with the dreads and the
Pull up to the with a hundred Gs
Got niggas buzzing lights and bees
never trouble me, nah
I ain't bout no bitch

[Chorus: Carti]
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just some sex
I ain't worried these niggas, I just need the check, aye
My babymama say I'm up, I told bitch I'm next, aye
Banging my brothers, aye, banging with no others, aye
I bust that down and I pass it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was just the day
Walgreens in the flat, bring some back
porch with straps, he ain't from the fucking trap
Walgreens in the flat, bring some back
Front porch with straps, he ain't from the fucking

[Outro: Playboi
It was the other day, it was the day
It was the other day, damn, yeah, uh,
I worried, yeah, uh, how could I worry, yeah, yeah, yeah
I worried, yeah yeah. hold on
(Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring some
Front porch with straps, he ain't from the trap)