Luyện nghe bài hát White Sand

[Chorus: Scott & Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, white color sand (yeah), in my hand, yeah (yeah)
Lost it again, (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah)
Dipped in a trance, (alright), ten in the van, yeah
make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Big
Coupe (outside), she say let me ride
down Rollie with the ice (ice)
Ride 'round the city a pipe
frozen (frozen)
Blessed, I guess I'm (chosen)
Hit a lightskin Oakland
In my old sideshow
(oh yeah)
Crash the (oh yeah)
I was head (woah)
She was it (woah)
Caught an Uber to the dealership (swerve swerve swerve)
Cash out on some new (woah, look)

2: Big Sean]
Bitch, I myself with all this loyalty
Swear to God I'm the one, my girl might propose to me (I swear)
A clique full of (O's), none of us got a degree (no, no)
it from the underground, now they back tryna bury me (bury me)
I lean, I sway (woah), with Quay (woah), and (God)
I give and take, you level up, I levitate
Bitch you a culture (what?), vulture (woah), (woah)
Hungry for exposure, I'm my Migos soldiers, gone

Travis Scott & Quavo]
White sand, yeah (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah
it again, yeah, ghost, Danny Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, (alright), ten in the van, yeah
make her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
got wings (coupe got)
Posted up kings (coupe got wings)
On the top like (on top)
no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap in the booth flame (crap)
Pull out the coupe like Wayne (skrrt skrrt)

[Verse 3:
up the curtains to the Mulsane (hey)
Pavé my set and clip (pavé)
Run to the bag like (bag)
I lay my head down, got two K's (baow)
Ferrari in Beach (Ferrrari)
I one twenty for rose Philippe (Philippe)
I her soul for keeps, yeah (soul)
to back Rolls like Meech (Meech)
I check my balance, the I'ma double up (bag)
P-90, with the monkey nuts (brrt)
When I look at my it's a hockey puck (woo)
I get with a bitch I'ma pipe her up (hey)
Pour that lean on ice (lean)
my dreams covered in ice (dream)
Wedding band rings, ain't no
Tryna get the demons out of my (woo)

[Verse 4:
Nigga we ain't we straight (nope)
I'm big plate with that steak (steak)
Niggas be watchin' out 'cause scoping (watchin')
off of Adderall, they all focused (acid)
Sipping on Tylenol, having codeine
A nigga must got to be (joking)
Don't want the pack, it ain't (uh)
Look at wrist, water from the ocean (ice)
I'm laughing, lacking (no)
Everlasting, flipping work gymnastics (flippin' it)
it up in the plastic (wrappin' it)
Smoking it up in the (ashes)
and watching which ass is gon' be the fattest (asses)
I pick the up and smash it
we don't pass, we trash it

[Chorus: Travis & Quavo]
Yeah, white color sand, (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah
Lost it again, yeah, ghost, Phantom (it's lit)
Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van,
Mars her leap, yeah, shh, not a squeak (straight up)
Drank pink, dirty bags, wash it clean (clean, yeah)
Coupe got (coupe got)
Posted up with (coupe got wings)
On the top toupee (on top)
no games, no 2K (no 2K)
Crap in the booth flame (crap)
out the coupe like Bruce Wayne (skrrt skrrt)