Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to the Models

Ayy, bro, is Jambo?
ATL Jacob, ATL
Yeah,
Went through the clouds, I never, never comin' down
Never down, oh
yeah, yeah

Told my bitch to us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
Fuckin' my up,
fuckin' a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a
I go to sprintin', I go to off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a with my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, ain't no slowin' down, I put up the bottle
I'm on pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I'ma just to the models and hit it
just stick to the guala and get it
I can't up short, I'm goin' to get it
I can afford to keep all my
I got her laid up, she bad and
I got my weight up, I'm my city
I got vicarious, my ears, blurry
Put up, no worries, she she insured
I keep it real, ain't absurd
I lost the feelin' of drankin' on
Put up them M's, my Federal
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
Tell you the truth, I come up the dirt
She play with no panties, a lil' bitty
I hit it on and I made it squirt
A really nigga, and I'm goin' berserk

Told my bitch to us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
my wrist up,
fuckin' a up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal with my
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly
I'm on my grind, ain't no slowin' down, I put up the bottle
I'm on that boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I got two snow bunnies
Sendin' me to the 'Gram
I got some bitches, they up
They fuck me just 'cause who I am
I fucked gold digging bitches
I will love her or trust her, but pay her
Lookin' out for her, but ain't care of her
She know it ain't no way in
I it real with you, keep it real with me
all we can do
Know how to deal with you, how to deal with me
get wet as a pool
We call it fair
When it come down to my bros and swappin' the
I my main thang to get your main thang
We gon' fuck ho on the low

Told my bitch to us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
Fuckin' my up,
a brick up, yeah, go'n and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to off for cash, yeah, I'm not a jogger
I went to Neptune, I went to Mars, yeah, get hotter than lava
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my father
I'm on my grind, no slowin' down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I keep it real, talkin' absurd
I lost the feelin' of drankin' on
Put up them M's, my Federal
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
Two snow bunnies
me pics to the 'Gram
Deal you
Who know how to deal with you, know how to deal me
get wet as a pool
Who how to
with you