Luyện nghe bài hát Potato Salad

[Intro: Tyler the
Yo, now you gon' start me from the top?
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's good? Is that potato
Yo,

[Verse 1: Tyler the
Niggas me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a high and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing
But got some niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your
Pause life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the like shit barbers
Cause we with the beef like closeted gay fathers
we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller
Exchange for chains that's all shiny with thick water
I got back pains, neck heavy whipped cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I whip
And cop boys and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop
I got space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me
why they got shit dreams
I'm alien, got the laser gun the big beam
to the money, my bitch green
No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao
Y'all niggas
They thought I was and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and Cole Sprouses, nigga
Where we? Rocky,
GOLF, boy, where we at? in Pari'

2: A$AP Rocky]
Fuck clothes, I cop
Couple with me and them hoes is like divas
Got my on but they look like sneakers
Flipped a packs, BasedGod in the speakers
Bass all in the
In the field like baseball, ball, face wall when polices come
I don't rock Chanel, I rock
And no this ain't a purse, a satchel (At you)
Bless, at you, nah I ain't
But if niggas steam or smoke, bet I match you
Got a with your name on the barrel
If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat
That dude, when I die, gotta make a statue
Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, a satchel
Go to any with money up in my bracket
Then I think about the of rapping
All the freshmens in the
All the super seniors mumblin' and
and rappin', mumble rapping?
I find it hard to find talent
I find it hard to an actual challenge
I'm like Shabazz last acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, word to Kodak's Black's
"Calldrops" on the skits

[Verse 3: Tyler the
Ayo, I'm the channel you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock
Weird nigga, full suit the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the
Who cast the stone? Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?
Real grunge nigga, I got a flannel as the top
And I'm up guitar, strum nigga
Bum niggas wish could make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man like arm is dead
I'm a wild boy and you farmer bred, born
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

[Outro: the Creator]
K shiz, up nigga!