Luyện nghe bài hát 10pm

Driving down the freeway, it's 10 pm
Rolling down the window, smoke
We gotta let fresh air in, hope the cops don't pull us over
My bro rolling up, don't act like you know us (2x)
I'm bout to move myself, on the low, wanna hear no fake friends (2x)
No fake (3x)

1]
Don't hit my line with no fuck shit, I can you fake by the way that you function
They say that I'm tripping, I guess they right
I trips and I Goyard my luggage
My momma say boy you really
You dropped five thousand basically on nothing
We got the finest for you, two round trip tickets to London
Short nigga dunking above the rim, Ima ball out for my brother
All them calls coming in, when the money counter started stuttering
Yeah, now I go brrrrr beep, niggas wanna be your friend just so you can waive fee mm mm

Driving the freeway, it's like 10 pm
Rolling down the window, smoke
We gotta let some fresh air in, hope the cops don't pull us
My bro rolling dope up, don't act you know us (2x)
Yeah, don't act like you us
Yea Yeah, don't act, act
act like you know us (2x)

Swerving through traffic, I'm tryna get back to Atlanta by it reach ten
I know that twelve out here working, they lurking, the window to be re-tinted
My say boy you really tripping, you could've stayed at home I made you dinner
You always out with niggas, one day you gone be in trouble