Luyện nghe bài hát Exfoliate & Faint

I just got off tour and a condo
Let me give you a
I just got off tour, and I some
Let me your pores

1]
I just got off tour and now I'm like I'm Rondo
Counting up real early in the morning Alonzo
Flood this shit like Elliot, I'll still give you a light
My pocket FN tight but my hips don't a night glow
I ain't even Curry, I got green
Like Curry, my bitch ballin' (swish)
I my gang, look like security in the mall with me
Bust a forty, one millimeter, it costs a small fifty

I just got off tour and a condo
Let me give you a
I just got off tour, and I want
Let me your pores

2]
I'm the mud, I'm from the sediment
I'm finna her change her skin regiment
I'm 'bout to whip it like eggs benedict
Put you on CNN the F&N
Broke bitch throw it for a Mac gift card
Know your get mad, Ferrari in your front yard
Ooh this not for TV, not NBC
When she drop ass on me, now she dancing with the stars
I ain't talking no freestyle, but I give her bars
Break her off like a Kit-Kat, she wan' me on Mars

I got off tour and copped a condo
Let me you a tour
I just got off tour, and I some
Let me exfoliate your pores,

Drank so many Sprites I fainted
Dose off to the inflight
Right wrist fifty, one is an eighty
All these pointers in my cost a Mercedes
Hold that if you thought you was gon' play me
with that bag or we gon' send you down to Grady
But we're the same if you late, or you
I lost my accent I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy

Wake up every thinking how much money can I make
ten plates, waiter thought I was on a date
These bitches Australian or something, all they want to do is
All bitches wanna date me, tell 'em all they gotta wait
Yeah, fine like wine, bust her down like a grape
Whippin' up them babies, ship 'em off a crate
Play her like a ukulele, my bitch fresh like a
I'm the football Brady, on her like a cape
Yeah, and my life like gravy, 'cause so much at stake
Niggas stole my swag, had to 'em it was late
It just turned 2018, I did that
Heard some good about her, blow me up 'til I inflate

Drank so many Sprites I fainted
Dose off to the entertainment
Right wrist fifty, left one is an
All pointers in my wrist cost a Mercedes
Hold that talking if you thought you was play me
Come with that bag or we gon' you down to Grady
But the same if you late, or you flake
I lost my accent I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy