Luyện nghe bài hát BBS

This that BBS flow.
Nike air tags on your original IV's
Niggas is z'ed on your mans, and i'm an Oh
Leave em sleep, I don't need them suckas to me
a bong for everything except the kitchen sink
Underneath witch I keep a set of Andy's
I could fix my line in we go over by them bitches
A little something can't get the back
I don't know where I left my hand mirror, type of will never hinder my jet living
We just chilling so don't come here, fake toughin'
Runnin' after
Bossed up, all us, outside the club waiting to tip drivers who pull our up.
The fuck you thought this was dawg, trill mother fucker after all.
Haters is dressed in safety nets encouraging my
catch me there, but you can catch me on air when my new shit premier
At media outlet decide to play it fair
Fuck playin' dead imma play the bear, grizzle
Seriously fish burn turn flip styles, furiously, this that 70's soul green Alchemistry, amen been a G since but he leaves lames big cuffin their jeans and their bitches I be cookin these bird assholes, running around em, they rotisserie chickens
Love got a shovel in her hand I see you digging gold build your own coffin with it, dead ass, flick ashes on the girls in my past tense
tell us for the ones I was just fuckin
The crib for the one I was gonna get right with
It's easy to get tangled in the stars, spangled, in the night life, livin out my bars, dangerous.