Luyện nghe bài hát Blasain

Them yeah's over
Mmm, yeah, uh

Bought my nitch a bag but you cool up on they ass
I you leave 'cause I wasn't ready
I get her out my head
The way you [?] me make think you the one I should be wit'
I feel no pain I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
Talkin' .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour that up, yeah, 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's that Blasain, yeah,

1]
I love that girl to
She did some shit I can't let slide
She know we slide
We be up your set, no lie
She know I got that shit
She to get up wit' and hide
She not that I tolerate no nigga (Boom, bow)
Hit him with that
Young rich nigga wit' a whole lotta
But I can't be mad a lotta bitches (Let's go)
Forty-thousand back in, soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go)
Errybody that talk know how I'm livin' (They don't know)
I ain't got no bae, I catchin' no feelin's (Yah)
We ain't gotta be together for to some millions (i know)
She was just my friend and I up hittin' it (That's right)
But outta me get no commitment (That's right)
Fenti, Gucci, (And Louis)
Gucci, Balmain, (And Prada)
Bitch tryna test her (Her what?)
Yeah, she want (Balenciaga)
[?] by goggles (Go)
Sellin' 'round bike rider (Huh)
nigga totin' that choppa (Hrrrt)
In my red jeans I'm (Errrf)

Bought my a Birken bag but you cool up on they ass
I told you leave I wasn't ready
I couldn't get her out my
The way you [?] me make think that you the one I should be
I feel no pain I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' .30's)
that drink up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, yeah (We off Codeine)
I pop Xy's yeah,
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
Shawty sassy, yeah,
That's Blasain, yeah, yeah

2]
Three or at I gave her two
I had five I was take
Yah-yah, what I do to
the [?] is it gon' take?
Percocet's and off drink
I might learn language
Took a Xan, now I can't
And I'm not knowin' my main one
my ex from the bottom
Shawty tweakin', she don't know she tryin'
To keep it real, she know where she ridin'
Society them people be dyin'
I'm in the nawf where my on the line
I'm wit' my niggas, got iron
Blasain, no, you fine
We not together and she not tryin'
I made her a (Slatt)

Bought my nitch a Birken bag but you up on they ass
I told you leave I wasn't ready
I couldn't get her out my
The way you [?] me make think you the one I should be wit'
I no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a bitch
So I pop Percys, yeah, (I pop Percys)
Talkin' 'bout .30's, yeah, (Talkin' 'bout .30's)
Pour that up, yeah, yeah
We high off Codeine, yeah, (We high off Codeine)
I pop Xy's yeah,
Half a Xanax, yeah, (Half a Xan)
sassy, yeah, yeah
That's that Blasain, yeah,