Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

Self-Made man, you already know
I remember we use to watch the dry
Now a nigga crib a boat dock
MMG navy nigga, high sellers
D.C. air-force, G-5s are better, you already nigga
All sky-dwellers, fly nigga shit
Bel Air sippin', pissin', foreign car dippin'
Young black millionaires nigga, we the empires

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 stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are
A a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who talking
a stack on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I your deposits
on the belt, double M this shit popping

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

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, you bitches are stalking
A a mill 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 see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M shit popping

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

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

I'm burning the back, I'm swerving
I Versace my belt, I done my flag
Got a stack around my waist, keep my on the leash
She goin' eat this head up, on this she goin' feast
Time fuck with the pleats, my place is
Red hoes in my stable, ya my is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she me father
Stingray Balenciagas mollies to models
I manage strippers, Giuseppe's with zippers
Playing with the whole slab, started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, rose on my shades
Spend a stack on my belt, 100 on my face

a stack on my belt, so I could stunt when I shine
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, Versace my
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his
a stack on the belt, bitch we the real niggas
Plaques on the wall, born to niggas

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