Luyện nghe bài hát Black Barbies

Mike Will It Nigga
Sremm
Black in the city
Fat ass and titties
Get dummies for they
You sent but I wish I didn't receive 'em
All your lies I I didn't believe 'em

That boy is a real pussy
All that but he never met Masika
Tuck the 22 in his sneaker
El Chapo but he crazy like La
Young always lookin' for a soulmate
But I shoulda listened to momma told me
Furry moon boots, shades
Too to give a shit about PETA

so strong I'm not blinkin'
What in the world was I
New day, new to be made
New things for them to
I'm a fukin' barbie
Pretty face, body
Pink in the 'Rari
fuck him like I'm sorry
Who the fuck is protect her?
If I gotta check her
Peter picked a pepper
And my cake is triple

No Flex Zone, No Flex
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no) No Flex

I see these silly flexin', it's a no zone
You gon' be floatin' in dem rivers like you Joan
girl, Donald Trump want me go home
Still pull up with my wrist lookin' a snowcone
She she got a hit record, I said "Oooh shit!"
up my phone cause I had to call "Bullshit!"
These bitches havin' nightmares of my new
These bitches pussy and don't ever do shit
Hahaha, get it? it-...hahahahahahaha
Half a mili on the Maybach Pullman, it
Now I'm all my foreigns don't get deported
love me so much they be sendin' me gifts
And these clown actin', I'mma send 'em some skits
Bitches can't rap for shit, I'mma send 'em some
All bitches is my sons, should be suckin' my tits

(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

Now usually I don't do this, I'm Popeye, Brutus
Usually I'm a Christian but peace is Buddhist
All of my niggas draw but none of them
Usually I'm the baddest, I'm the cutest
Usually I'm the flyest, you're the stewardess
And we ain't playin' but usually its some shooters
Are these bitches drunk? These ain't lucid
Go against the queen your will be elusive
Where plaques? Where them stocks? Word to NASDAQ
Bitches ass-back, they was never in my
(Yeah, oh no, no, no, no, yeah, oh no, no, no, no)

That girl is a real crowd
world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living an old geezer
Quick the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever
Smoke in the air, binge
They lose it when the DJ the needle