Luyện nghe bài hát Everyday

[Featuring: Ross]

Mill]
I got these niggas hating on me, but I dont a fuck
Because they bitches waiting for me, Im just counting all this
And all these hammers
So when niggas play I let my shooters go bananas
Diamonds flashing a camera, my whip sound like a monster
My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar
niggas getting sicker, somebody call the doctor
Cause all this dripping 20 racks I Louis Vuitton that
I got & gabana, Gucci, Louie, Prada
Fly as white socks boy, I got a lot of
and cabanas, thats where theyll prolly us
sayonara to your

[Rick
I them bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its some toilet
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying them Magnum
My bitch is patient, your is born
her that Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn

[Meek
Young nigga lot of cash, bad lot of ass
kinda fast, it got his head
Made me bring them sticks out, AK the
These niggas is kinda nice, which means that kinda act
I be on all kinds of shit, boy I get all kinds of
Monday Im wear Jayz, in my Prada bag
Wednesday I go Louis Vuitton, and say how youve
I say doing hard, I go hard like 2
I hit the booth, no
Im superman, my bitch is fly
I make her head on wanna kill herself,
A nigga me, he know its do or die
Cause I got a big Mac, in that we super size
Rolling with our hundred group, boy I got a juice
Bout to fuck a hoes, all the bitches coming soon
Tell them Im coming now, tell them Ima come.
Bought my super hot, I named her summer juice

[Rick
I them bitches, I am play them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches like its toilet tissues
with the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be nigga
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans counting dollars, buying Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your is born
Fucked her that Friday night, we wake up on Sunday morn

Mill]
We got it Rose, hose,
He that I was like ok
She said give me money, I was no way
She got mad and touched my phone and aint no work in no pay
Im like be bitch, be gone bitch
I pop a on my switch
Them bitches aint on that, nigga they on this
You put them on money and I put them on

Ross]
I spoil them bitches, I am them niggas
Wipe my ass with them riches its some toilet tissues
Fuck the winter, mix in the winter
Feel the death of you millionaire, Meek be that
You hating, my niggas balling
Popping fans dollars, buying them Magnum bottles
My bitch is patient, your is born
Fucked her Friday night, we both wake up on Sunday morn