Luyện nghe bài hát Sweatpants

Watching haters wonder why Gambino got the locked
Half-Thai thickie, all she wanna do is
Got her hair done, French braids, now she
so insensitive, she asking, "Why you say that?!"
I'm chillin', real feeling
kid, asshole: paint me as a villain
Still spitting that cash DJ Khaled
I got a penthouse on both coasts, pH
Real nigga, I rep those, why though? I said so
Hip deep in the Pepto, I got five on her like Ben
I got more tail than PetCo, you faker than some Sweet'N Low
Yeah, you got silverware, but really are you eating though?
Are you eating Nigga, are you eating though?
Breakfast, and dinner's for beginners, you ain't even know
Never catching cases, why they faces look so
Watch a hate me, wanna play me like a piano
My architect know Japanese, yo' girl, she me
No hands like teams and y'all fuck boys like Socrates
You niggas ain't copping these, niggas ain't 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}
kid, asshole, paint me as a villain

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

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

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

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

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