Luyện nghe bài hát Stick to the Models

Ayy, bro, is that
ATL Jacob, ATL
Yeah,
through the clouds, ain't I never, never comin' down
Never down, oh
Yeah yeah,

Told my to find us a bitch we can fuck on together tomorrow
my wrist 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 hotter lava
I'm in that mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
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 boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I'ma just stick to the and hit it
I'ma just to the guala and get it
I can't up short, I'm goin' to get it
I can to keep all my bitches
I got her up, she bad and sadity
I got my weight up, I'm carryin' my
I got vicarious, my ears, blurry
Put up, no worries, she she insured
I keep it real, ain't talkin'
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 up from the dirt
She with no panties, a lil' bitty skirt
I hit it on Xanax and I made it
A rich nigga, and I'm goin' berserk

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on 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
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 pretty boy shit, yeah, I'ma stick to the models

I got two blonde snow
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 never will her or trust her, but pay her
Lookin' out for her, but takin' care of her
She it ain't 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 call it fair
When it down to my bros and swappin' the hoes
I send my main thang to get your thang
We fuck that ho on the low

Told my bitch to find us a bitch we can fuck on together
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 went to Mars, yeah, streets get hotter than
'Cause I'm in mode,
everything on go, I got a deal my goggles
Suicide doors, oh, reachin' my goals, my heavenly father
I'm on my grind, no slowin' down, I done put up the bottle
I'm on that boy shit, yeah, I'ma just stick to the models

I it real, ain't talkin' absurd
I the feelin' of drankin' on syrup
Put up them M's, my Federal
Tell you the truth, I got in the urge
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
Deal you