Luyện nghe bài hát Uber Driver

What's the zone?
I could count this money with my closed
No he didn't, I know
Cop ride off of my iPhone
High off marijuana but I low
Crocodile seats, ho don't pocket me
Riding the street, I hit the switch if I'm too drunk
I call an Uber for the night, broad with me
KK in the jar, jugging all through the
Let your bitch put this bape hoodie on they get chilly
Then it off
All money I make and I'm going stronger and you
and I roll a joint and I bake it
Ain't shit a nigga got to say I went to rich from living
for everything you can't take it
All we know is big money, our bitches rolling our with
Apple TV and Netflix hooked up our favorites, same shit

I'm tryna find a way that I can all of this paper
I'm riding I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole
I do what I want don't see myself turn in to no one
Ain't the money, then I'm not involved

rips, double SSs
Oh yes it's the OG, bitch you it, no question
Smith and Wesson flip, lyrical weapons
how we bring them checks in
Balcony sexing, then on to the next one
Her best friend, rolling blessings
Got doobies in my Louie for
But you still them
I'm too off this Veuve to maneuver, I might have to call a Uber
Get me through the, traffic, a and a cool ass driver
So we got action, I'm not to pass it
I got barriers, pick one out this and you can have it
I run off, fuck this meeting for an or so
Talking million you know

I'm find a way that I can spend all of this paper
I'm riding round I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on
I do just I want don't see myself turn in to no one
Ain't bout the money, then I'm not

I'm tryna find a way that I can all of this paper
I'm round I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole
I do just what I don't see myself turn in to no one
Ain't bout the money, then I'm not