Luyện nghe bài hát Better Things

Don't a fuck about your man
I'm just what it's hitting for
(Bitch I'm sayin') How you fronting on a kid
You fuck with me girl
You know you need girl
See I got used to livin' life up on my own,
And searching lovely for a wife to my own, yeah
It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone,
Swear I can't get no rest in California

that life is just a whole bunch of vices
Niggas biting off of my shit, my
Stay up in your chick ride stick without a
Tell her hold on like vice grips
Might just her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her face was priceless, what my type is
Well tonight Mrs. with a light mix, or a light switch
White chick, darkskin complexion and she
I take a dyke if she like dick
I kissed the chick and I liked it
Fucking each and Katy Perry for the night bitch
this

Light it light it, puff it puff it, it, pass it
(moving on to things)
Just sit back and one time, clear your mind
to send me back to my old ways
Know I mean

been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and up
Plus my niggas know the
A generation's on drugs

I that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth
time I see her might curse the bitch out
Kicked the bitch out once she bitched out
Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch
Ride with a mane, and you know I stay fly like the jigga mane
And it figures, 'cos is something you can't understand
How I could kill a man, anyways
everybody's stressed, yes
Animosity is better off chest, yes
Guess everybody want to blessed, stay fresh
Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, debts

Light it light it, puff it puff it, it, pass it
(moving on to things)
exhale, relieve your mind of stress
Smoke some one time for your boy

been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and up
Plus my niggas know the
A generation's on drugs