Luyện nghe bài hát HICCUP

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

Ice cold, too cold,
re-e-e-e-e-ewind
Gave her and then I split, mhm
Workin' I got a shift, mhm
Youngest nigga shit, mhm
Don't no kids that's bad as shit, yeah
Had my whole give 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, it right back
I-I'm in the VIP, 'cause they pay me for shit
I'ma be here if I be here, that's car note on my wrist

My wrist sore, my sore
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 frozen

Ice cold, too cold,
I
her dick and then I split (Fuck a Birkin')
Workin' like I got a (Puttin' work in)
nigga poppin' shit (Bitch I'm certain)
Don't want no kids that's bad as (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (That right 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 hear we got rich, mhm
Jordan for the kids, mhm
I it like a bridge, mhm
Copped my bitch the Mercedes-Benz
I was all alone, Gunna ain't got no friends
We just to the mall and spent a couple bands
I'll talk it all and end up hands
She offer me some pussy, finesse
My baguettes lookin' like some glass
Might pull the tryna do the dash

Mhm
Mhm
Mhm