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, lookin' at the O's I (aw, it's lit)
You can't see on the road, I blank
Yeah, mama a saint (saint, yeah)
Yeah, countin' up the O's, I (thank, alright)
Yeah, lookin' at the O's I drank (aw, lit)
You see that on the road, I blank

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

[Chorus: Scott]
Yeah, mama 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 on the road, I blank

[Verse 2: Travis Scott &
Nah, lit ain't lit for me, yeah,
A four in Brisk, that's my cup of tea,
Look behind the blinds, can see, yeah
Collect the platinum like they jewelry, yeah
I might you fifty thousand for the sauce (sauce and drip)
Ace Ventura, Marino, I play with (dolphins, splash)
up the deads, no coffin (coffins, deads)
Pullin' out that fire, out that
A lot of on this 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 make 'em (pop it, pop it)
Out in LIV every Sunday you goin' to church
Fuck wrong these niggas?

[Chorus: Travis
Yeah, mama built a (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