Luyện nghe bài hát Layover

Yuh, jets nigga now where we been yet?
Bitches, I taylor gang
How fly
The is for newborns
Homie, I'm
hop in front
And drive this on my own
Out the
Windows half
Bumpin' or some sade'
Chuckin' the to my neighbors
Like them houston
Got the two caprice
Black and red, like a Sega
Password first
Or you can't get into this
Access denied, you fly
You a spiderman
in a web of lies
Global travel, red
Plan plots,
xl, now I'm after
The and the vibe
Only magazines yet to
In
Nigga it, he deserve it
He perfect, but he workin'
On that album
Dropped the one
dollars, afford flights
Where the massages will be
By my down ass dancing italian goddess
The got it
That's why she's with the pilot
Find spitta out in the same crowd
waldo was spotted
Orange rectangle in my pockets
on a quest like johnny and hodgy
(jet set, now where haven't we yet?)
The mix tape is done
This is it, right
I'm back better ever
just weed
Rollers, and one and a half wide
Catch me and smokin' up
You got trees, nigga? it
I heard this is a friendly environment
Seen 'em at my
Front row, gettin'
They all and memorize my lines
Say I'm the
Know bitches who rep the
as niggas who do the same
And don't the bullshit
only do the planes
In every city we like a train
They heard I'm swingin'
Now bitches gettin' gas, octaaane
Not a name to 'em to
I can skydive, no
just a dope pair of shoes
Zig zags and tattoos
Put you in a
That is my movie
The bomb weed make it
Sit the vampire in his interview