Luyện nghe bài hát AMAZON

(Taylor Michael, you crazy)
(Trauma Tone)

I'm the ship, my car extraterrestrial
Drop me a hit and turn up a festival
My chick, she bad and confused, she
Stars in the got it looking celestial
Thick like a stallion, she ride equestrian
My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and
in futures, made millions from Amazon
R.I.P. Nip, I be on Marathon
Don't need a bat, but I hit her like Barry
My pockets straight, so I don't need a pawn
my own veggies, my yard is like Callaway
Breaking down zaza, I'm ten pounds a day
Rest in peacе to all my niggas who away
Internet jugging, I know this thе way
Clientele coming, they driving from miles
my plug hurry up, I need it right away

Hitting me up, Can you catch a flight today?
Live to the fullest, I can die today
I got that drip like a tidal wave
I'm a truth-seeker, so do not lie to me
Hit from the back, I'ma up her vertebrae
ATV, go ride on the dirt today
When we in bed, she gon' drip, she gon' away
Bust me a jugg in the and then skrrt away
Car push-to-start, I do not to turn a key
If you kill me, gon' wipe out your family tree
Finna take over, but I had to plan this
Put her through college, I got my own
Dropping these hits, but I don't get
Dropping these gems, gotta put on my
got no class or no motherfuckin' elegance
Damn, she so sexy, she and delicate

I'm whippin' the ship, my car
Drop me a hit and then turn up a
My chick, she bad and confused, she
Stars in the Wraith got it celestial
Thick like a stallion, she like equestrian
My vibe is Black with Arab and Mexican
Invested in futures, made millions from
R.I.P. Nip, I be on Marathon

Natural high, I do not to medicate
Me and my got a bond, we don't separate
Financial money course, sit down and
Go do a drill on the and then celebrate
Go do a on the opps just to demonstrate
Ran up that bag, now my motherfuckin' mama
Disrespect something that I cannot
Country boy coming to way from out of state
We know you soft, nigga, quit all that acting
Knew you was broke 'cause your money ain't up
I'm in the traphouse, I'm bagging zaza up
Do what I want, nigga, I do not a fuck
J Roc, he me, we whipping a Bentley truck
COVID hit, so these lil' niggas sick as fuck
Stacking all day, now my bank big as fuck
Two different strains, I'ma mix 'em up

I'm whippin' the ship, my car
Drop me a hit and then up a festival
My chick, she bad and confused, she
Stars in the got it looking celestial
Thick like a stallion, she ride like
My vibe is Black mixed with Arab and
in futures, made millions from Amazon
R.I.P. Nip, I be on Marathon
Don't a bat, but I hit her like Barry Bonds
My pockets straight, so I need a title pawn
my own veggies, my yard is like Callaway
Breaking down zaza, I'm ten pounds a day
Rest in peace to all my niggas who passed
Internet jugging, I know the faster way
Clientele coming, they driving miles away
Told my plug hurry up, I need it away