Luyện nghe bài hát Cowboy

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

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

But when you're alone thoughts start in
Punching in dark light box and they start rummaging
Shit you've got to battle with, wish they could skedaddle
But it makes shadow say none, fuck it grab the gun again
I needed to get out of the house, so I hit the Sams, we were biking it out
In a black hoodie,with a Arizona and a bag of
Just to see what all that hype is about
Now everytime you see a roach you of me, eh?
Because I see one I think 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 on my own trip
And I am the cowboy on my own
And I am the

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

(Hey)

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

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