Luyện nghe bài hát Stare

Seein' things a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting there
I know you just gon' stare
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

Saint Laurent my
Reckless how I'm
new diamond chain
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I take your ho
When I walk the door
There he go, he go

911, I 'em
My just got to customs
Foreign, foreign, foreign,
We on soarin'
New or DeLorean
around and go forward
She be on all
You I be all for it

Just got signin' a deal, uh
Just got through the seal, ayy
She on the for a thrill, uh
She know that somethin' I can give
don't want no mo' kids, uh
Dolla just want some more Ms,
Dolla don't no mo' friends
Dolla just want some Ms, yeah

Skrrt, in a Benz, uh
Skeet, on her friends, uh
I got nines, I got tens, uh
I hit some new twins
Just on a lick
got act' in the fridge
Ran it up on the
See you lookin' and

things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting there
I know you ain't gon' stare
Bein' you never imagined
The up the air
I you ain't just gon' stare

Laurent my denim
Reckless how I'm
Brand new chain
Gang, gang, gang,
Day day 4-0
I might take ho
When I walk the door
There he go, he go

They got through semen
Your is suckin', you creamin'
'Cause hittin' it, gettin' it
Get ya outta here, he it
Moves all business,
I got but limits lately
I dabbled in some real estate
24K on my plate
Yeah, that's all everything
Money over
Be best friend, be your zaddy, girl
Yeah, I your everything

Get you but a wedding ring
Pull up in Medellin
coke white and that's Off-White
Guess the only fuck twice
And if you act right, you could get that act'
If I fuck you at my crib, girl, you got that back tight
Ay, I'm not them, I'm guy
Spaceships, I'm high
Superfly, I'm fly
So, why, psh

Seeing things isn't a enough excuse
When you are just right there
I know you ain't just stare
things you never imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

Keep goin' through your
Keep stackin' up dough (woo, woo)
Keep ballin', let the money
Cris' smell like
Keep a eye on the snakes,
Keep a watch of icicles
'Bout the hoes, we don't like

All the shit I been through
I can't explain
Smokin' Ls to the
Gang, gang, gang,
On the plane with my bad
Come to flavors, I got
Too much luggage, I carry it
Lot of money, I marry it
We ain't stayin' at the
Presidential, my residential
Need someone to clean her up
wwed soon as your man get up
She me 'cause she a fan of us
Young Khalifa on the
And no, I can't say that I her (uh)
I'm KK in the paper (yeah)

I'm coppin' a crib with no (ooh)
I'm takin' them pics my haters (wow)
Don't you to do me no favors
I be on point a laser (ooh)
think I'm sweet 'cause I'm famous (no)
My cockin' and aimin' (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

Seeing things a good enough excuse
you are just sitting right there
I know you just gon' stare
Bein' things you never
The up the air
I know you ain't just gon'