Luyện nghe bài hát Sweatpants

Watching wonder why Gambino got the game locked
thickie, all she wanna do is Bangkok
Got her hair done, braids, now she A$AP
so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say that?!"
I'm chillin', nigga feeling
Rich kid, asshole: me as a villain
Still spitting that cash flow: DJ
I got a penthouse on coasts, pH balance
Real nigga, I rep those, why Cause I said so
Hip in the Pepto, I got five on her like Ben Folds
I got more tail than PetCo, you faker than some Sweet'N Low
Yeah, you got some silverware, but really are you though?
Are you eating though? Nigga, are you though?
Breakfast, and dinner's for beginners, you ain't even know
Never cases, why they faces look so e-m-o?
Watch a hater hate me, play me like a piano
My know Japanese, yo' girl, she jocking me
No hands like soccer teams and fuck boys like Socrates
You niggas ain't copping these, niggas looking like me
Nah, I ain't I.D. but I bounce 'em with no problem
'em, Problem (Problem!)

I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, I'm [x3}
Rich kid, asshole, paint me as a

Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you doing you
Better than you doing you, fuck it, what you do?

Different color, my passport, Instagram my stack
Hashtag my day and your girl drink my day care
And I'm born rich, life ain't fair (silver coon, ho)
nobody sicker and my Fisker, "vroom, vroom," ho
Ain't

Fiskers don't make noise when start up just so you know

Top of the 'em totem, ri-rich forever, a million was not the quota
My father half of MoMA and did it with no diploma
Year off, got no rules, tripping off of toadstools
More green than my Foods and I'm too fly, Jeff Goldblum
Got a glass in the Palisades, that a-k-a
hood, white hood, (okay-kay-kay)
Furniture custom, you at IKEA
So Maserati, you a Kia
Spending this money, longer than Nia
Live a Coppola, me and Sofia
Waking up broke, man, wanna be ya
Friends with the dope man, a nigga re-up
Bring a girlfriend, man, when I see her
"Err-err-err-err": onomatopoeia, oh, I got my on! (Tell 'em, mane)
I'm winning so they had to dump the
And I don't give a fuck about my family

Don't be mad cause I'm doing me better than you you [x3]
Better you doing you, fuck it, what you gon' do?