Luyện nghe bài hát Saint

[Intro: Travis Scott &
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Murda on the beat, so it's not

Travis Scott]
Yeah, mama a saint (saint, yeah)
Yeah, up the O's, I thank (thank, alright)
Yeah, at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit)
You see that on the road, I blank
Yeah, mama built a (saint, yeah)
Yeah, up the O's, I thank (thank, alright)
Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, lit)
You see that on the road, I blank

[Verse 1:
(Huncho)
I bought (what you buy?)
I'm lookin' at this mansion I bought (straight cash)
It just came with fifteen rooms and a (fifteen)
Ocean in the back, top a loft (woo), ayy
We slide today (we gonna slide, slide, slide)
She drowning, in the Ace
Mob ties, no lace, putting young niggas in (mob ties)
Remember back I finessed on my face (finesse)
book bag and a throwaway (gone)

[Chorus: Scott]
Yeah, built a saint (saint, yeah)
Yeah, countin' up the O's, I (thank, alright)
Yeah, lookin' at the O's I (aw, it's lit)
You can't see that on the road, I

[Verse 2: Travis & Quavo]
Nah, lit lit for me, yeah, yeah
A in Brisk, that's my cup of tea, yeah
Look the blinds, nobody can see, yeah
Collect the platinum like they jewelry, yeah
I might charge you thousand for the sauce (sauce and drip)
Ace Ventura, Marino, I with dolphins (dolphins, splash)
up the deads, no coffin (coffins, deads)
Pullin' out that fire, out that
A lot of jelly on PJ, made it say 4K (yah)
You 'round runnin' down my juice, I ran it back, OJ (it's lit)
Rubber bands make 'em twerk, diamonds 'em twerk (pop it, pop it)
Out in LIV Sunday like you goin' to church
Fuck wrong with niggas?

[Chorus: Scott]
Yeah, mama a saint (saint, yeah!)
Yeah, countin' up the O's, I (thank, alright!)
Yeah, at the O's I drank (aw, it's lit!)
You see that on the road, I blank