Luyện nghe bài hát Lob

Ooh, ah

Pop a wheelie no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw bitch a lob
make her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, that bitch a lob

Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, bag
Backwood if you really that smoke
Know your type, niggas that ain't broke
in them Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your skin color a of Yoo-hoo
That big old dude, I point and
with the truth
Case niggas start boof
I refuse, she with y'all
she fighter with the moves
I threw that lob like I coulda went to
Lil baby, it's right 'cause she da man
Walk it I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah

Pop a wheelie no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that a lob
Money her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, that bitch a lob

It nothin' to me
Jewelry cold one degree
I'ma throw it all, gon'
Fall a hundred feet
don't do nothin' cheap
Don't sleep at the Tree
Bad bitches run at me
Can you give me somethin' to
She go long for the throat, my son her
And she all on her own
a sponsor
I all this cash
If I do my math
You do a sash
I go through the
Livin' stupid fast, bitch, I do the
It ain't same of shit
That will get you to
know who in first
Don't who in last
I just the bag, if the truth be asked

Pop a wheelie with no
Put it in the sky
Threw bitch a lob
Threw that a lob
make her dance, put you on a job
Threw bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob

I could that she a fan
I'm a rock star with no
I get in advance,
Then I do my dance
Can you throw it on me by chance?
You a bad bitch, you innocent
I walked in with a brand new bitch
And a rock star clique, you can my dick
in peace to Lil Peep
Took a Xan in the
Swervin' on a
Swervin' on your

Pop a with no hands, put it in the sky
Threw bitch a lob, ooh that shit a vibe
Ooh, ah