Luyện nghe bài hát Nikes (Pop Up Shop Version)

These bitches want
looking for a check
Tell em it likely
Said she need a like Carmelo
be on that white like Othello
All you want is
But the real ones like you
like me

I play, I don't make time
But if you need dick I got you and I yam the line
Pour up for
RIP C
RIP Trayvon, nigga look just like me
Woo, buzzin', woo!
my little cousin, he got a little trade
His keep the scales, a little mermaid
We out by the pool, some mermaids
Me and gel
twigs with them bangs
Now that's a real
You holding your breath
Weighted
Punk madre, papa
He care for me
But he for me
And good enough
We don't much or nothin'
But when we talkin' something
We good discussion
I met his friends week, feels like they're up to something
That's for us

We'll let you prophesy
We'll let you guys
We see the future first
We'll let you prophesy
We gon' see the first
Living so the night feels like a past life
of the, don't know what got into people
Devil be homies
Demons try to body
Why you think I'm in this bitch a fucking Yarmulke
Acid on me the rain
Weed crumbles glitter
Rain,
We laid out on this wet
turf, no Astro
Mesmerized how the glow
Look at all the people feet
I know that your nigga came you
But he ain't you
We human and it's humid in these Balmains
I mean my sticking in my jeans
We breathin pheremones, Amber
pink-gold lemonades

I may be younger but I'll look you
We're not in love, but I'll love to you
When not here I'll save some for you
I'm not him but I'll something to you
I'll something to you
I'll something to you
You got a roommate he'll what we do
only awkward if you're fucking him too