Luyện nghe bài hát Layover

Yuh, jets nigga now where haven't we been
Bitches, I taylor that
How fly
The backseat is for
Homie, I'm
hop in front
And this bitch on my own
Out the
Windows half
Bumpin' ma$e or some
the deuces to my neighbors
Like them players
Got the two caprice
Black and red, a Sega Genesis
first pimpin'
Or you can't get into hangar
Access denied, you fly
You a lame
in a web of lies
Global travel, red
plots, strategize
Doube xl, now I'm
The source and the
magazines yet to recognize
In
Nigga worth it, he it
He ain't perfect, but he
On that album
Dropped the one
Digital dollars, afford
Where the massages will be
By my down ass exotic italian goddess
The got it
That's why she's ridin' with the
Find smoked out in the same crowd
waldo was spotted
Orange rectangle in my pockets
Niggas on a quest like and hodgy
(jet set, now haven't we been yet?)
The mix tape is officially
This is it, here
I'm back better ever
just weed
Rollers, and one and a half wide
Catch me and smokin' up
You got trees, light it
I heard this is a weed friendly
'em at my shows
Front row, gettin'
all smoke and memorize my lines
Say I'm the
Know bitches who rep the
Hard as niggas who do the
And support the bullshit
They do the planes
In city we smokin' like a train
They I'm swingin' past
Now them bitches gettin' gas,
Not a name to 'em to
I can skydive, no
just a dope pair of shoes
Zig and hella tattoos
Put you in a
That this is my
The bomb weed it critical
Sit with the vampire in his