Luyện nghe bài hát Uber Driver

What's the time
I could count money with my eyes closed
No he didn't, baby I
Cop another off of my iPhone
High off marijuana but I low
Crocodile seats, ho don't pocket me
Riding down the street, I hit the if I'm too drunk
I call an Uber for the night, your with me
KK in the jar, jugging all the city
Let your bitch put this bape hoodie on when get chilly
take it off
All this I make and I'm going stronger and you
fake and I a joint and I bake it
Ain't shit a nigga got to say I went to rich from living
Work for everything you take it
All we know is big money, our bitches our planes with
Apple TV and hooked up playing our favorites, same shit

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of this
I'm riding round I'm chiefing 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, I'm not involved

rips, double SSs
Oh yes the OG, bitch you guessed it, no question
and Wesson flip, lyrical weapons finnesin'
That's how we bring them in
Balcony sexing, then on to the next one
Her best friend, rolling more
Got doobies in my Louie for
But you still smell
I'm too gone off this 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 about to it
I got barriers, pick one out this batch and you can it
I run off, this meeting for an hour or so
million dollars you know

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