Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to the Models

Ayy, bro, is Jambo?
ATL Jacob, ATL
Yeah,
Went through the clouds, ain't I never, never 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, and hop on a charter
I go to sprintin', I go to take off for cash, yeah, I'm not a
I went to Neptune, I to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a deal with my
doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, no slowin' down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on that pretty boy shit, yeah, just stick to the models

I'ma just to the models and hit it
I'ma just stick to the and get it
I can't up short, I'm goin' to get it
I can afford to all my bitches
I got her up, she bad and sadity
I got my up, I'm carryin' my city
I got vicarious, my ears, they
Put up, no worries, she she insured
I it real, ain't talkin' absurd
I lost the feelin' of on syrup
Put up M's, my Federal Reserve
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
you the truth, I come up from the dirt
She play with no panties, a lil' bitty
I hit it on Xanax and I made it
A really rich nigga, and I'm berserk

my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
Fuckin' my 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, 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 that pretty boy shit, yeah, just stick to the models

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

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can on together tomorrow
my wrist up,
fuckin' a brick up, yeah, 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 to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than lava
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
doors, oh, reachin' my goals, thankin' my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, ain't no 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, ain't absurd
I the feelin' of drankin' on syrup
Put up them M's, my Federal
Tell you the truth, I got caught in the
Two blonde snow
Sendin' me to the 'Gram
with you
Who know how to deal with you, how to deal with me
Shawty get wet as a
Who how to
Deal you