Luyện nghe bài hát Better Things

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

that life is just a whole bunch of vices
Niggas off of my shit, my dick
Stay up in your chick ride stick a license
Tell her on like some vice grips
Might call her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her was priceless, wonder 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 chick if she like
I the dyke chick and I liked it
Fucking each and every Katy 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
'Bout to send me to my old ways
Know what I

been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and up
my niggas know the plug
A thrown on drugs

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

Light it light it, it puff it, pass it, pass it
(moving on to things)
Inhale exhale, relieve your of stress
Smoke some one for your boy A$AP

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