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 and now I'm balling like I'm Rondo
Counting up early in the morning like Alonzo
this shit like Elliot, I'll still give you a light show
My pocket FN tight but my don't need a night glow
I even Curry, I got green thumbs
Ayesha Curry, my bitch ballin' (swish)
I my gang, look like security in the mall with me
down a forty, one millimeter, it costs a small fifty

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

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

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

Drank so many that I fainted
off to the inflight entertainment
Right wrist fifty, one is an eighty
All pointers in my wrist cost a Mercedes
Hold that talking if you thought you was gon' 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 morning how much money can I make
ten plates, waiter thought I was on a date
These Australian or something, all they want to do is mate
All these bitches wanna me, tell 'em all they gotta wait
Yeah, shawty like wine, bust her down like a grape
Whippin' up them babies, ship 'em off inside a
Play her like a ukulele, my bitch like a laylee
I'm the football Brady, on her like a cape
Yeah, and my life like gravy, 'cause there's so at stake
Niggas my swag, had to tell 'em it was late
It just 2018, I did that 2008
Heard some good things her, blow me up 'til I inflate

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