Luyện nghe bài hát Riesling, Rolling Papers

This is why they f-ck me: right after the head
I tell em I leave cause I'm trying to stay sucker-free
say I'm a dog, well that makes them a f-cking flea
And now I understand why their ass is so on me
Luckily, I be good in my bucket seats
Thug Motivation: my coupe a buck 03
Mind of a hockey player: you could a D
I'ma my goal and you ain't gon take this puck from me
Loso in my Stanley Cup
You could say whatever, just don't bring the up
Who could with me? Everybody hand be up
But we set the date, bet these niggas stand me up
I'm to earth like gravity, but man we up
Women get me and they cannot keep their panties up
Your boy drop jewels, you niggas should up
This is food for thought, you bitches fill the up
As I get older, I be at what rap breeds:
A bunch of up niggas who can wrap weed
And I saying I"m exactly what rap needs
I'm a swagged-out nigga in a Rapide
With a old, that I'm trying to be here for
Road to the riches, and my gift is my
And I ain't even talking about Aston Martin
Even though I bought that for my
The I come up, they pass the margin
Yeah, I write my best on my worst day
And that's the shit that you richer
Turn a negative into a get the picture?
People say I changed; it's not me, the money
It's the middle of the but they got me where it's sunny
And I'm not being funny, I know no other way
just finish up this Riesling and roll another J