Luyện nghe bài hát Tryna Be Me

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

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

[Verse 1: Playboi
Aye, I serve 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 Carti been ballin', bitch, but net
Bad she came over, she came, yeah
Bad she came over gave a young nigga neck (I got it)
Took bitch to my crib, yeah that hoe so impressed
And I pourin', and I start pourin'
Then I stopped pourin' that bitch started to undress
And you know this ice, and you this ice
Boy you know ice around my neck, ion wanna speak
Boy you know I a fucking Tec, yeah, talk is cheap
Boy I keep on the seat, foreign drive by sheep
Now them boys hatin' boy, I fuck with pussy boy
Aye, aye, aye
Probably catch me in a foreign, going to where the going

[Chorus: Playboi
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just want sex
I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I just the check, aye
My say I'm up, I told that bitch I'm next, aye
with my brothers, aye, banging with no others, aye
I bust that pussy and I pass it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was just the day
in the flat, tryna bring some back
Front 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

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

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