Luyện nghe bài hát Kush On The Yacht

Ayy, (skrrt)
Three hundred thousand dollar

I never for a bitch (uh-uh)
Got rich, didn't switch (nah)
Might a mil with the clique (yeah)
Fake love, I don't feel shit (I hate that shit)
I a dub on a fit (dizzub)
Ayy come get your off my dick (ugh)
My shooting don't miss (nah)
I just up in the six (hundred)
her and call her a Lyft (bitch)
Lil bitch I got to do (bitch)
I just poured codeine in my cranberry apple juice (haha, up)
Quarter milly on me, flyin' Malibu (skrrt)
too much ice, ridiculous (wah)
We do we wanna, you dig it (you dig it)
My boots and my jacket (yeah)
Might up and go buy a Bentley (yeah)
My neck and my wrist, hittin' (yeah)
Pulled out she tried to kiss me (get out)
My in her phone then I smashed it (ugh)
Once, maybe twice, I passed it (yeah)
Lil mama and nasty (yeah)
My lil nigga robbin' and (yeah)
Dolph why you don't never to sign a major deal? (umm)
'Cause I'm shittin' on every nigga with a major (facts)
I own all my shit and I all of my mils (facts)
Remember my best friend to be my vacuum seal (trap)
bombs, one day, that's a half a mil (trap)
Too much money up in here, no at the crib (hahaha)
Can you get some money, you, get it how you live (fuck you)
Bitch I went from sellin' to sellin' ad-libs (it's Dolph)
One show, two shows, three shows, (four)
I might take that lil and go buy a Lambo, hey
RIP my nigga (RIP)
Big money what I stand for (big shit)
Got the plug on dial, yeah (brrt)
Yeah, got your on redial (hello?)

top (skrrt), black Glock (Glock)
I put work (work), on my (yeah)
Bust down (ayy), my (ayy)
Bust down (ayy), my (blaow)
Syrup in my 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 more rocks (fuck 'em)
I'm kush on the yacht (hah)
Young playin' with a lot (a lot)
I pulled up on the block (hah)
Nigga like look I got (haha)
Young nigga playin' a lot, yeah (a lot)
nigga playin' with a lot (what he doin'?)

Lil nigga with a lot (a lot)
And I put that on God (on God)
Boy all that you do is (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 and sweater (Dolce)
She feel Ferrari leather (ah)
I my lil boy a Tesla (Tesla)
I said, "This you want?" he said, "Yessir" (yes sir)
Too chains, my neck hurt (damn)
I dive in that money bitch, (woo)
Too racks on me
Damn, man, shit got my leg hurtin' (damn)
I don't to hit your weed (why?)
Damn, man, that shit my head hurt (hah)
Came out it's fashion week
Damn, man, that boy fresh as hell
I mix the Tom Ford the Fear Of God
Guccis with the new (Dolph)
Diamonds bitin', your bitch
Get out his way, no one can him
Lil nigga with a lot (a lot)
That young nigga with a lot (hey)

top (skrrt), black Glock (Glock)
I put (work), on my block (yeah)
down (ayy), my chain (ayy)
Bust down (ayy), my (blaow)
Syrup in my pop (raw)
killin' me but I can't stop (raw)
Yeah I'm to guap (yeah)
They me dead like Pac (hey)
'em, go buy another car (fuck 'em)
Fuck 'em, go buy some rocks (fuck 'em)
I'm smokin' kush on the (hah)
Young nigga playin' a lot (a lot)
I just up on the block (hah)
Nigga look what I got (haha)
Young nigga playin' a lot, yeah (a lot)
Young playin' with a lot