Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

Self-Made niggas man, you know
I remember we use to the coke dry
Now a nigga gotta a boat dock
MMG navy nigga, high tide
D.C. air-force, are better, you already know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly shit
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', car dippin'
Young black millionaires nigga, we build the

I spend a stack on my belt, for you niggas who watching
I gave a to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
on the belt, double M this shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, got bitches asking my
Spend a stack on the belt, she like fuck how we
Double R all in the front, ya'll stay in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't ask 'bout the change
Spend a stack on the belt, I knew she a wife
a stack on the belt, cause my fooleys on time
Spend a stack on the belt, I got your bitch on my
The world is

I spend a stack on my belt, for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are
A half a mill on the car, for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

Spend a on my belt, better tell these rappers to chill
Hold up that's Earlesman, more H and I be trap ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know that R.I.P. flow, go
type of freak show, with three shows that we don't need no more help
That go for three, just me Rozay and the clique
I make bitches suck on Cs, you make them suck on there teeth, let's get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, bounce, we hit, at LIV, your bitch, her mouth
Stack on the belt, know that's nothing to me
My soldiers in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we leave slump shaking
Don't believe your cane stories, I should leave ya'll
A stack on my belt, 250 my
Went from renting mother-fuckers to owning 4 with no miles
I pray my souls is in tact, in the bulk of my rhyme
And when I hit that heat I'm this close to LeBron
I'm

I spend a stack on my belt, for you niggas who watching
I a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
Stack on the belt, double M this popping

I'm burning the back, I'm Maybach
I my belt, I done Hermes my flag
Got a stack around my waist, keep my bitch on the
She goin' eat this head up, on this dick she goin'
Time with the pleats, my place is packed
Red hoes in my stable, ya my is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she calling me
Stingray giving mollies to models
I manage these strippers, Giuseppe's with
Playing with the whole slab, started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, rose on my shades
Spend a on my belt, 100 done on my face

Spend a stack on my belt, so I could stunt when I
Get the mac off the shelf, keep these pussies in
a stack on my belt, 10 at the bar
Blow a on a whip, serving niggas that raw
Spend a stack on the belt, my kind
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his
Spend a stack on the belt, bitch we the real
Plaques on the wall, born to kill

on the belt, ho
on the belt, ho
Spend a on the belt, ho
Gotta for the freak show, all I need is a ...
Double M, boy