Luyện nghe bài hát Drown In My Styrofoam

You my heart into a million pieces
I left my and all my Yeezys
ain't nothing, I really hope you bleach 'em
Burn up my garment, have fun with that designer,
I just want you beside me just like my cup good
I Ceelo on side me just like my gun is, I wish he never left
I gotta ask myself, I drown in this styrofoam tonight? Yeah, yeah
And up to the top of the ice, yeah, yeah

Chain on,
My on, cross 'em
on choppers
My life on
My bitch on
Osama, one word
Bodies, bodies, bodies,
Come out hellhole, I'm rich, Porter, Roddy
She my friends [?] drownin' in tears
But shawty bust something for the kid
And one day, we all fall
Welcome to the gun, town
Spin out that back, no regrets
Gotta outta jail but the GOAT need rest
Thinking I'm needing an
I'm bleeding Actavis, no, you ain't it
Girl, I'm so high, I might land
I to be happy, I know I'm an addict
And girl, I just hope you understand
I'm on the floor, I'm

You broke my heart into a pieces
I left my Louboutins and all my
That ain't nothing, I hope you bleach 'em
Burn up my garment, have fun with designer, bitch
I just you beside me just like my cup feels good
I want Ceelo on side me just my gun is, I wish he never left
I gotta ask myself, would I drown in this styrofoam Yeah, yeah
And up to the top of the ice, yeah, yeah

Got some models in the room, in the lobby
Fucked around and sold the and this shit ain't tragic
Hellcat Charger, no
I'm so quick to drop my shell, this Glock cheat on
They only serve white in that
Narcs have tryna bum it
My mama's baby, I keep a gun, I even semi-lack
Fuck a gold plaque, I want my nigga
Catch him on holiday eve and we go at him
I got some opps in the streets and I got that's rappers
I hate when they say that I
Why do not think?
A nigga just working harder, I'm still charges
come this far for nothing, bitch, I'ma work for this stuff

You broke my into a million pieces
I my Louboutins and all my Yeezys
That nothing, I really hope you bleach 'em
Burn up my garment, have fun with designer, bitch
I just want you beside me just like my cup feels
I want on side me just like my gun is, I wish he never left
I gotta ask myself, would I in this styrofoam tonight? Yeah, yeah
And float up to the top of the ice, yeah,