Luyện nghe bài hát Ace

Oh yeah, oh
Lil in Heathrow

Whiskey with the team, got it
I got in my luggage, I got tings out in London
Hope UK, what you Fuck is you sayin'?
Oh I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I on the way
What you sayin'? I'm making

I'm roll on track, I'm in this
I'm shot, you put me in my
She made it clap clap clappity-clap out in Clapton
Swerve and I crash if the pillow ain't passion
She think I'm a liar like the
If the old never heard the soul so slick
Butterskin acne shoes, contradict
You can hop offa my country

Team got it
I got trees in my luggage, I got out in London
Hope UK, what you say? is you sayin'?
Oh when I say I at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I on the way
you sayin'? I'm making runs

Smino Grigio, Noname, and the best rappers
And radio niggas sound like wearing adult diapers
And globalization scary and is fantastic
And frankly I find it funny that Morgan is still
Bruce Almighty, and Dominoes
Yummy biscotti, tamale, over mention my
the dolly, Chicago overzealous with talent though
Westside get the money, is still a
to LA, now I'm sippin on Sunny D
And my nigga is hella pleased and I bought me a better
Bitch she ain't to write, I'm perpetually smoking weed
Yes me rolling, I'm sorry, I'm out
25, the best album that's coming out
Labels got niggas just doing it for the clout
I'm just writing my darkest secrets like and just hear me out
Saying food is delicious like wait and just hear me out

I ain't been at home in a minute, my landlord gettin' pissed
'Cause I barely as a tenant, I'm overseas with the yen and shit
And I can't recall the last time that my show was intimate
The price for the show just went up, in addition the did
They didn't figure it out in 2012 so I just fuck it
we can drop all our albums ourselves, yeah I just said fuck it
'Cause I know I got the like an elf
And wrapping raps around them like I'm a belt
That's tea not ginger beer, I whisper in ear
Since I left the road, I got more hits than a
A and a dream like I'm Jermaine in the Ville
You stand up or fall, pray, out to NFL
Pure-bred delicatessen, damn, I'm real, I can it (tell it)
I do not to no pressure (ah), cookin' up Barefoot Contessa (ah)
I raise the bar, I look at it with a measure
With to no effort, I thought it gonna be messed up, bless up

with the team, got it bubblin'
I got trees in my luggage, I got tings in
UK, what you say? Fuck is you sayin'?
Oh I say I been at the Ace hotel, you gotta tell me somethin'
Fuck is you sayin'? Oh let me tell you, I on the way
you sayin'? I'm making runs