Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

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

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, 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
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this shit

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

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you who watching
I gave a to my bitch, she the shit out the project
a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you who talking
Spend a 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 deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this popping

a stack 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 that R.I.P. flow, here go
That 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, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, bitch, her mouth
Stack on the belt, just that's nothing to me
My real in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we leave them slump
Don't believe your cane stories, I leave ya'll undertaking
A stack on my belt, 250 my
Went from renting these mother-fuckers to owning 4 with no
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, for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, you bitches are stalking
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 still see my boxers
Spend a on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

I'm burning the back, I'm Maybach
I my belt, I done Hermes my flag
Got a around my waist, keep my bitch on the leash
She goin' eat this head up, on this dick she goin'
Time fuck with the pleats, my is packed
Red in my stable, ya my babies is bad
She spent a on my belt, now she calling me father
Stingray Balenciagas giving mollies to
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 on my belt, 100 done on my face

Spend a stack on my belt, so I could stunt I shine
Get the mac off the shelf, these pussies in line
a stack on my belt, 10 at the bar
Blow a mill on a whip, serving that raw
Spend a on the belt, Versace my kind
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
stack for the freak show, all I need is a ...
Double M, boy