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 might be in Toronto next week, I'm the place bitch
Ayy, Cash Carti,
I'm on my different
I can't trust bitches cuz these bitches ain't shit (ain't shit)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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[Refrain: Playboi
Young niggas be me
Young niggas be me

Playboi Carti]
I ain't worried no bitch, I just want some sex
I ain't worried 'bout niggas, I just need the check, aye
My babymama say I'm up, I told that 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 just the day
Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring back
Front porch straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

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

[Chorus: Carti]
I worried 'bout no bitch, I just want some 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
Banging with my brothers, aye, banging no others, aye
I bust that pussy and I pass it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was just the day
Walgreens in the flat, bring some back
Front porch straps, he ain't from the fucking trap
Walgreens in the flat, tryna some back
Front with straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

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

[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 babymama say I'm up, I that bitch I'm next, aye
Banging with my brothers, aye, banging no others, aye
I bust that pussy and I pass it to my brother, aye
Yeah, aye, it was just the 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 with straps, he ain't the fucking trap

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