Luyện nghe bài hát Tryna Be Me

[Intro: Carti]
I ain't 'bout no bitch
I just wanna flex, I just flex, honestly
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,
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[Refrain: Playboi
Young niggas be me
niggas tryna be me

[Chorus: Playboi
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I just want sex
I worried 'bout 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 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 straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

[Verse 1: Playboi
Aye, I can't serve you I can't you was on the corner trippin'
I serve you, my young niggas on the come-up, aye
Alexander McQueen, boy I tuck it in my
Carti been ballin', bitch, nothin' but net
Bad bitch she came over, she came,
Bad bitch she came gave a young nigga 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' that bitch started to undress
And you know this ice, and you this ice
Boy you know this ice around my neck, ion speak
Boy you know I a fucking Tec, yeah, talk is cheap
Boy I keep that on the seat, foreign by sheep
Now them hatin' boy, I don't fuck with pussy boy
Aye, aye, aye
Probably catch me in a foreign, going to the money going

[Chorus: Carti]
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 that bitch I'm next, aye
Banging with my brothers, aye, 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, tryna bring some
Front porch with straps, he from the fucking trap
Walgreens in the flat, tryna some back
porch with straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

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

[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 told bitch I'm next, aye
Banging with my brothers, aye, banging 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, tryna bring back
porch with straps, he ain't from the fucking trap
Walgreens in the flat, tryna bring back
Front porch straps, he ain't from the fucking trap

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