Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

Knock knock motherfucks me Mr. Clusterfuck
What, when, where, how, like who gives a
Golf Wang M-O-B, mopping niggas up
Ain't been this fucking sick since brain ate my Granny up
in peace, her lying it, life ain't got no light in it
Darker than that closet that nigga Frankie was in
Open it, in it, Bobby where's my fucking pipe?
Address my little dick as Ike, twenty I hit your wife
This is life, truthfully I just want to fly kites
Grab and Slater and go around, riding bikes
Get some ice cream, Golf Wang rascals the night
To skate around and do annoying shit that peeps despise
fuck it though, going hard as riga mo
Got a dollars and a couple cracker kids at shows
Cracked a couple kids in the with this cast
Had a out Europe, had a Swedish bitch lickin' toes
That's how it goes; designing clothes, on everything, cats on everything
You all this money will make a happy me?
But I'm about as lonely as crackers supermodels eat
Everybody's it and I keep coughing
Can't keep calm in this hot box and I get
Hop in the car and write a as I'm heading straight to the office
off at Jasper because that's some faggot shit called "Pink Dolphin"
I roll here on a mean
Green hat,Vans, top is the team uniform
Downin' Capri Sun, tighten my bandana up
Something like a les, I'm forgetting my damn cause

I am the on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the

But you're alone thoughts start coming in
Punching in that light box and they start rummaging
Shit got to battle with, wish that they could skedaddle
But it makes your shadow say none, it grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the dead Sams, we were it out
In a hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of skittles
Just to see what all that hype is about
Now everytime you see a you think of me, eh?
Because everytime I see one I what his parents would say
In court saying I ate him, I wasn't present day
I was with Whitney Sitting at the dock in the Bay

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the

Do you know how weird it is I make a bunch of cheese
While my friends can't afford little pizzas from Little
And whole goal is to roll up and smoke bowls
So I don't feel bad they not eating
(But you treating us you punk bitch)
Wolf got more methods than Pinkman
I'm never civil Fuck
Preme out the bag it's no
I'm okie dokie and
And booboo and Caca
If you think I'm COOCOO
Try to my shrink then

(Hey)

(im here)
Yo who's
Salem
That's my
You stay the fuck from her alright?

I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the on my own trip
And I am the