Luyện nghe bài hát Kush On The Yacht

Ayy, (skrrt)
Three hundred thousand dollar

I changed for a bitch (uh-uh)
Got rich, still switch (nah)
Might split a mil the clique (yeah)
love, I don't feel that shit (I hate that shit)
I a dub on a fit (dizzub)
Ayy come get your girl off my (ugh)
My guards don't miss (nah)
I pulled up in the six (hundred)
her and call her a Lyft (bitch)
Lil I got shit to do (bitch)
I just poured codeine in my apple juice (haha, pour up)
Quarter milly on me, flyin' Malibu (skrrt)
It's too ice, ridiculous (wah)
We do we wanna, you dig it (you dig it)
My boots and my Givenchy (yeah)
Might wake up and go buy a (yeah)
My neck and my wrist, hittin' (yeah)
Pulled out 'cause she to kiss me (get out)
My number in her phone then I it (ugh)
Once, twice, then I passed it (yeah)
Lil mama bougie and (yeah)
My lil nigga and trappin' (yeah)
Dolph why you don't never want to sign a major (umm)
I'm shittin' on every nigga with a major deal (facts)
I own all my shit and I collect all of my (facts)
my best friend used to be my vacuum seal (trap)
Three bombs, one day, a half a mil (trap)
Too money up in here, no company at the crib (hahaha)
Can you get money, fuck you, get it how you live (fuck you)
Bitch I went sellin' pounds to sellin' ad-libs (it's Dolph)
One show, two shows, three shows, (four)
I might that lil money and go buy a Lambo, hey
RIP my nigga (RIP)
Big money shit what I for (big shit)
Got the plug on speed dial, (brrt)
Yeah, got your bitch on (hello?)

Drop top (skrrt), black (Glock)
I put (work), on my block (yeah)
down (ayy), my chain (ayy)
Bust down (ayy), my (blaow)
in my soda pop (raw)
It's me but I can't stop (raw)
I'm addicted to guap (yeah)
They want me like Pac (hey)
Fuck 'em, go buy car (fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em, go buy some rocks (fuck 'em)
I'm smokin' on the yacht (hah)
Young nigga with a lot (a lot)
I just pulled up on the (hah)
Nigga like look I got (haha)
nigga playin' with a lot, yeah (a lot)
Young nigga with a lot (what he doin'?)

Lil playin' with a lot (a lot)
And I put that on God (on God)
Boy all you do is 'flauge (liar)
My gon' shoot if I nod (get 'em)
bitch gon' fuck if I let her (ayy come here)
Your bitch fuck when I tell her (hah)
Gabbana my sneakers and (Dolce)
She wanna feel Ferrari (ah)
I bought my lil boy a (Tesla)
I said, "This you want?" he said, "Yessir" (yes sir)
Too chains, my neck hurt (damn)
I dive in that bitch, headfirst (woo)
Too many on me
Damn, man, this got my leg hurtin' (damn)
I don't want to hit your (why?)
Damn, man, that shit make my hurt (hah)
Came out it's fashion week
Damn, man, shit that boy fresh as
I mix the Tom with the Fear Of God
with the new Chanel (Dolph)
Diamonds bitin', bitch barkin'
Get out his way, no one can him
Lil playin' with a lot (a lot)
That young playin' with a lot (hey)

Drop top (skrrt), Glock (Glock)
I put work (work), on my (yeah)
down (ayy), my chain (ayy)
Bust down (ayy), my (blaow)
in my soda pop (raw)
It's killin' me but I can't (raw)
I'm addicted to guap (yeah)
They want me like Pac (hey)
'em, go buy another car (fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em, go buy some more (fuck 'em)
I'm smokin' on the yacht (hah)
Young playin' with a lot (a lot)
I just up on the block (hah)
Nigga like look I got (haha)
Young nigga with a lot, yeah (a lot)
Young playin' with a lot