Luyện nghe bài hát IV. Sweatpants

Watching haters why Gambino got the game locked
thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok
Got her hair done, French braids, now she
so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say that?!"
I'm chillin', nigga feeling
kid, asshole: paint me as a villain
Still spitting that flow: DJ Khaled
I got a penthouse on coasts, pH balance
nigga, I rep those, why though? Cause I said so
Hip in the Pepto, I got five on her like Ben Folds
I got more than that PetCo, you faker than some Sweet'N Low
Yeah, you got silverware, but really are you eating though?
Are you eating Nigga, are you eating though?
Breakfast, lunch and for beginners, you ain't even know
Never cases, why they faces look so e-m-o?
Watch a hater hate me, wanna me like a piano
My architect know Japanese, yo' girl, she me
No hands like soccer teams and y'all fuck like Socrates
You niggas ain't copping these, niggas ain't like me
Nah, I ain't checking I.D. but I 'em with no problem
Tell 'em, (Problem!)

I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm winnin'
Rich kid, asshole, me as a villain

Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better you doing you [x3]
Better than you doing you, fuck it, you gon' do?

color, my passport, Instagram my stack load
Hashtag my day wear and your girl my day care
And I'm born rich, life fair (silver spoon coon, ho)
Ain't nobody and my Fisker, "vroom, vroom," ho
nobody

Fiskers don't make noise when they start up just so you

Top of the Hold 'em totem, ri-rich forever, a was not the quota
My father owned of MoMA and did it with no diploma
Year off, got no rules, off of them toadstools
More green than my Whole and I'm too fly, Jeff Goldblum
Got a glass in the Palisades, that a-k-a
White hood, hood, (okay-kay-kay)
Furniture custom, you shop at
So Maserati, you a Kia
this money, it's longer than Nia
Live like a Coppola, me and
Waking up broke, man, wouldn't be ya
Friends with the man, help a nigga re-up
Bring a girlfriend, man, when I see her
"Err-err-err-err": onomatopoeia, oh, I got my on! (Tell 'em, mane)
I'm so they had to dump the Gatorade
And I don't give a fuck my family name

Don't be mad cause I'm me better than you doing you [x3]
Better than you you, fuck it, what you gon' do?