Luyện nghe bài hát HICCUP

My sore (true), my wrist sore (true)
You don't no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no
He bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups
I don't no one
My is lookin frozen

Ice cold, too cold,
Might
Gave her and then I split, mhm
Workin' I got a shift, mhm
Youngest nigga shit, mhm
Don't want no kids bad as shit, yeah
Had my whole life and go, mhm
24, on 24's, mhm
on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm
That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

Ass fat, bring it right
in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for this shit
I'ma be if I be here, that's your car note on my wrist

My wrist sore, my wrist
You want no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups, no hiccups, no
He ain't bout drama, bitch, no hiccups, no hiccups
I don't trust no one (no one!), my wrist is lookin'

Ice cold, too cold,
I
Gave her and then I split (Fuck a Birkin')
Workin' I got a shift (Puttin' work in)
Youngest poppin' shit (Bitch I'm certain)
Don't no kids that's bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (That shit back)
24, now 24 (Yeah, like that)
on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm
That's all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

on my bitch, mhm
Cuban on my wrist, mhm
You that we got rich, mhm
Michael for the kids, mhm
I collect it a bridge, mhm
Copped my bitch the Mercedes-Benz
I was all alone, Young Gunna got no friends
We just went to the mall and a couple bands
talk it all and end up shakin' hands
She offer me some pussy, finesse
My first baguettes lookin' like glass
Might the pedal tryna do the dash

Mhm
Mhm
Mhm