Luyện nghe bài hát Like A Star

Riding something soft, interior smoked out
See you try to budget yours. Me? I don't care what it
Blowing hella cake I'm states to get my numbers off
Spin the parking lot and fuck the thing I come across
Phone full of missed
, keep some bitches on my
with my conversation, caking is my occupation
Keep them rolling up, filled to the tipple
Good and I blow it by the zip, I'm in my whip
Riding and switching lanes, cruising to my newest shit
been acting funny so I'm fucking with my newest bitch
Everything on,
diamonds look Lemonheads
On the beach with foreign freaks, you tricking them chickenheads?
Gotta get my bread (bread) so I hardly at night
I do a show to studio, I'm just in to catch a flight
Young but I'm paid, it from grinding everyday
And having patience, blowing Master in my spaceship
with my hat back, tat-tat-tatted up
Gucci on my
, chauffeured now my status up
Paid to cost, I'm the thinnest boss, them other guys
Blowing weed I'm never sober, you tell me otherwise
Name well known, at the top
Bad bitch in city, big face on the watch
Kush on my
, big in my knot
Smoke a hundred cigarillos, straight up out a pillow
Now I'm eating, staplin in for my pillows(?)
To my city I'm a so I sit behind tints
Mad I found an avenue to get my
I'm with a model bitch cheifing in a tailor suit
Taylor Gang president, hustle under boss
In my car blowing smoke out the roof
Money conversation talking then come fuck with me
I'm in the air, that's why you look up to me, you