Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Call

Quack,

I'm for an hour, smoking weed, watching Worldstar
Benz in the garage, probably got to drive your car
You ain't a rapper, of course, never y'all
I just spit a punchline, so now I need a bird
Hit your sister in the face with a Ball
I'm with some shit that really don't concern y'all
Punch a fan if you get a word wrong
I'm wavy, get me some shit that you can on
Finding me a bitch I can on
Frank Thomas homie, to put the hurt on
Your bitch a night light in bed, she on
some weed, tell her burn one

Burn one, burn one, burn one, one
Burn one, one, burn one, burn one

Yea, I used to give a fuck success
Now I just want to see Mila undress
Hope she down for buttsex, it will be a cum
Sorry some shit I had to confess
Crazy ass bitch doing 911
Came in the game smoking Hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the fit
Gold on my
Surrounded by some pussy, I'mma in
Got that wet pack, bitch come and me that
You know we want to know where them at
Got 'em gassed, they be asking what I'm cooking
Have your little brother asking where the pussy is
Corruption, at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour & Onion
Pay attention, you gon' learn
Roll that weed up, one

Burn one, one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, one, burn one, burn one