Luyện nghe bài hát OKRA

And let it go (Ayo)
I cut off friends, where they go
(Did this in one take, ayo)
I stick to the plan, the goal (ayy we got that 5 shit nigga)
Fuck niggas man

my bankroll, ayo 400K for vehicle
Paintjob like ashy ankles on Django
Interior mango, shotgun grape, he look like mayo
Golden on payroll, neck all gold like Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
Keep bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy out the bayou, pockets flooded y'all be dilute
Watered down, I'm Big Mac, I'm quarter pound, you chicken
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30, 000 just for
Financial buggin', Flower Boy is buzzin'
Grammy-nominated, tell yo cousin ain't nobody with him

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, they go
I to the plan, that's the goal
Fuck niggas man, that's for sure

Uno the shoe, red with the
Look like a flag what the it do
be the set, no more OF
Like Ron bitch we aim for your neck
Give a fuck about you or your respect, yeah way
your accolades but I made the cut like I pack a blade
You call me brush, I've been makin' waves
Ashley Banks' cousin had a fade but that's '92, I'm '91
Watts Riot in my blood, nigga up
And that pussy pink the drink in my cup
Lemonade, yeah it's Minute Maid, I gettin' paid
gainin' weight
Your bank statements on Kate, but that's up to you

Man, now go
I cut off some friends, where go
I to the plan, that's the goal
Fuck these (ayo) man, that's for sure

Tell Tim to come get at me, skin glowin', clear of acne
see-through, so holographic
Red look like Aidan Mackey, spent dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is that thing with but I rode the bike
And tail behind me
And he got the Cannon like he bagged
Yeah, we straight but if you up the situation
And my mixed like jambalaya
Man fuck the fam, we in Japan
Bitch a bum, see you don't understand
Yeah, I cut off friends T, where you been?
Bitch I'm in Bel-Air, been for land
a spot in the hills, not the beach, need a pool
Just to cool it, I do need the grass, not the
Got enough rocks, see, check my
And I got crack, how I talk
And it's still Wolf Gang, bitch, watch how I
Wallace still trippin' on shit that I
But, I really do not care the cost okra

Man, now go
I cut off friends