Luyện nghe bài hát Exfoliate & Faint

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

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I just got off tour and now I'm like I'm Rondo
Counting up real in the morning like Alonzo
Flood this shit like Elliot, I'll still give you a light
My pocket FN but my hips don't need a night glow
I ain't Curry, I got green thumbs
Like Curry, my bitch ballin' (swish)
I brought my gang, look like security in the with me
Bust down a forty, one millimeter, it 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 exfoliate your

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I'm from the mud, I'm the sediment
I'm make her change her skin regiment
I'm 'bout to it like it's eggs benedict
Put you on CNN the F&N
bitch throw it back for a Mac gift card
Know your nigga get mad, Ferrari in your yard
Ooh not for TV, this not NBC
When she drop that ass on me, now she with the stars
I ain't 'bout 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 give you a
I got off tour, and I want some
Let me exfoliate pores, yeah

Drank so many Sprites I fainted
off to the inflight 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
with that bag or we gon' send you down to Grady
But we're the if you late, or you flake
I lost my 'cause I'm always out of state, yeah, ayy

Wake up every thinking how much money can I make
Ordered ten plates, thought I was on a date
These Australian or something, all they want to do is mate
All these bitches wanna date me, tell 'em all they wait
Yeah, shawty fine like wine, bust her down like a
Whippin' up babies, ship 'em off inside 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 gravy, 'cause there's so much at stake
Niggas stole my swag, had to 'em it was late
It just turned 2018, I did that
Heard some good things her, blow me up 'til I inflate

Drank so many Sprites I fainted
Dose off to the entertainment
Right wrist fifty, one is an eighty
All these pointers in my wrist cost a
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 'cause I'm out of state, yeah, ayy