Luyện nghe bài hát Blasian

Them yeah' over
Mmm, yeah, uh

Balmain witcho Birken bag bae you guwap on ass
I you leave 'cause I wasn't ready
I get her out my head
The way you me make think that you the one I should be wit'
I feel no pain when I be and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' .30's)
Pour that up, yeah, yeah
We high off codeine, yeah, yeah (We off codeine)
I pop yeah, yeah
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
sassy, yeah, yeah
That's Blasian, yeah, yeah

1]
I that girl to death
She did some shit that I can't let
She when we slide
We be up your set, no lie
She know I got that shit
She to get her wet and high
She not that I don't no nigga (Boom, bow)
Hit him that fire
Young rich nigga a whole lotta critics
But I can't be mad wit' a lotta (Let's go)
back in, spent soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go)
Everybody talk don't know how I'm livin' (They don't know)
I got no bae, I ain't catchin' no feelin's (Yah)
We ain't be together for to make some millions (i know)
She was my friend and I wind up hittin' it (That's right)
But out me get no commitment (That's right)
Fendi, Gucci, (And Louis)
Gucci, Balmain, (And Prada)
Bitch test her luck (Her what?)
Yeah, she Balenciaga (Balenciaga)
Dirt bike Supreme (Go)
Sellin' booze bike rider (Huh)
nigga totin' that choppa (Hrrrt)
Amiri I'm stylin' (Errrf)

Balmain a Birken bae you guwap on they ass
I told you 'cause I wasn't ready
I get her out my head
The way you fuck me think that you the one I should be wit'
I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
Talkin' .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour that drink up, yeah,
We high off codeine, yeah, (We high off codeine)
I pop yeah, yeah
a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
that Blasian, yeah, yeah

2]
Three I gave her two
I had I was gon' take
Yah-yah, what I do to
What the is it gon' take?
and off that drink
I might another language
a Xan, now I can't think
And I'm not knowin' where my one
Bought my ex from the
tweakin', she don't know what she tryin'
To keep it real, she don't know where she
where them people be dyin'
I'm in the nawf my life on the line
I'm my niggas, everybody got iron
Blasian, no, you fine
We not together and she not tryin'
I her a slime (Slatt)

Balmain witcho Birken bag but you up on they ass
I told you leave 'cause I ready
I get her out my head
The way you fuck me make think that you the one I be wit'
I feel no when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Perkys, yeah, (I pop Perkys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' .30's)
Pour drink up, yeah, yeah
We off codeine, yeah, yeah (We high off Codeine)
I pop X-y's yeah,
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
That's that Blasian, yeah,