Luyện nghe bài hát Like A Star

Riding something butter soft, interior out
See you try to yours. Me? I don't care what it costs
Blowing hella cake I'm states to get my numbers off
Spin the lot and fuck the finest thing I come across
full of missed calls
, keep bitches on my line
Conscious with my conversation, is my occupation
Keep them 'rillos rolling up, to the tipple
Good and I blow it by the zip, I'm in my whip
Riding weed and lanes, cruising to my newest shit
Hoes acting funny so I'm fucking with my newest bitch
Everything on,
look like Lemonheads
On the with foreign freaks, you tricking with them chickenheads?
Gotta get my bread (bread) so I hardly at night
I do a show to studio, I'm just in time to catch a
Young but I'm paid, it comes from grinding
And having patience, Master Kush 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 boss, fuck them other guys
Blowing I'm never sober, you can't tell me otherwise
Name well known, at the top
Bad bitch in every city, big on the watch
Kush on my
, big in my knot
Smoke a hundred cigarillos, pullin up out a pillow
Now I'm eating, staplin in for my pillows(?)
To my city I'm a prince so I sit tints
Mad I found an avenue to get my
I'm with a model bitch cheifing in a tailor made
Taylor Gang president, heavy hustle boss
In my car blowing signals out the roof
Money conversation talking paper then come fuck me
I'm in the air, that's why you up to me, you know?