Luyện nghe bài hát Antique Gold

[Verse 1: Chester
Antique on my neck, down
gold on my chick, down
I my gold tucked, no flex
Might put antique on my friends
All black and a ball cap, got on
nigga grew up, fall back, I don't see you, homie, chill
I've been on my shit
L'Orange hit me up, me "broadie, kill shit"
So I I'm something like a mercenary
Think about it, man, it's of scary
So much, I ugly, man, I'm feeling great
I take my girl out to the lake, but she
And I'm rubbing on her thighs, smoking dank, but it
I wanna own an island out [?] I'm too

[Hook: Watson]
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I'm too antique,
I'm way too antique, way too
I guess I"m too antique,

[Verse 2: Mr.
(Antique)
Antique gold on my (down)
Antique gold up in my (down)
I keep the tucked, no flex
'cause antique gold is by design
Brother, I was that if I rocked gold
It would date me to the first black man sold
Now picture me at a slave auction
I speak, I'm the new antique
My and my hands needed Mozambique
All these perks of America are so damn
If you in fairytales then you fit in to the fold
In the mold of that old gold
Enrolled in the death mill, life gets
A lot of people out here upset
But what the fuck are you going to do when they you
A whole hand full of dreams and it's picking up
Tricks up our sleeves and as you can see
Call auntie and tell her we antique

[Hook: Watson]
I'm way too antique, way too
I I'm too antique, antique
I'm way too antique, way too
I I"m too antique, antique