Luyện nghe bài hát Tryna Be Me

[Intro: Playboi
I worried 'bout no bitch
I just wanna flex, I wanna flex, honestly
You what I'm saying?
I'm in LA (cash Carti)
I might be in next week, I'm all-over the place bitch
Ayy, Carti, yeah
I'm on my shit
I can't trust these bitches cuz these ain't shit (ain't shit)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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[Refrain: Carti]
niggas 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
Banging with my brothers, aye, banging 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, bring some back
Front porch with straps, he ain't from the trap

[Verse 1: Playboi
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
Young Carti ballin', bitch, nothin' but net
Bad she came over, she came, yeah
Bad bitch she came over gave a young neck (I got it)
Took this bitch to my crib, yeah hoe so impressed
And I start pourin', and I pourin'
Then I stopped pourin' that bitch started to undress
And you know ice, and you know this ice
Boy you this ice around my neck, ion wanna speak
Boy you know I keep a fucking Tec, yeah, talk is
Boy I keep on the seat, foreign drive by sheep
Now them boys hatin' boy, I don't fuck pussy boy
Aye, aye, aye
Probably me in a foreign, going to where the money going

Playboi Carti]
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, I want some sex
I worried '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, banging 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
in the flat, tryna bring 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 stacks, but most of your Gs in debt
I see bitch checking out your clothes
And I think she's impressed
Oh, what this tee here?
Nah, ain't released this yet
But that's a mad ting right
I'm killing these niggas bring some
Nah ain't a regular pack
I'm some different powers
Niggas in that antics
You working with some powers
Put girl in a single mattress
On my dick for
I her wait, one sec get off me
Your 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 funny
your babymama to hide the weapon in the buggy, please
That's my nigga the dreads and the dungarees
Pull up to the with a hundred Gs
Got buzzing lights and bumble bees
They trouble me, nah
I worried 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 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
in the flat, tryna bring some back
Front porch with straps, he from the fucking trap
Walgreens in the flat, bring some back
Front porch with straps, he ain't from the trap

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