Luyện nghe bài hát Stare

Seein' things isn't a enough excuse
you are just sitting right there
I know you just gon' stare
Bein' things you imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't gon' stare

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

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

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

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

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

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

got emotions through semen
Your thot is suckin', you
Dolla hittin' it, gettin' it
Get ya here, he hittin' it
Moves all business,
I got but limits lately
I just dabbled in some estate
24K on my dinner
Yeah, all gold everything
Money everything
Be your best friend, be zaddy, girl
Yeah, I could everything

Get you but a wedding ring
up in that Medellin
That white and that's Off-White
Guess the supermodels fuck twice
And if you act right, you could get act' right
If I fuck you at my crib, then girl, you got 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 good excuse
When you are just right there
I know you ain't gon' stare
Bein' things you imagined
The up the air
I know you ain't just gon'

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

All the shit that I through
I can't even
Smokin' Ls to the
Gang, gang, gang,
On the with my bad bitch
to flavors, I got variants
Too much luggage, I can't it
Lot of money, I might it
We stayin' at the Marriott
Presidential, my residential
Need to clean her panties up
Smokin' wwed as your man get up
She me 'cause she a fan of us
Young Khalifa on the
And no, I can't say I blame her (uh)
I'm puttin' KK in the (yeah)

I'm a crib with no neighbors (ooh)
I'm takin' them pics with my (wow)
Don't need you to do me no
I be on like a laser (ooh)
Don't think I'm sweet 'cause I'm (no)
My niggas cockin' and (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

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