Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

Self-Made niggas man, you already
I remember we use to the coke dry
Now a nigga gotta a boat dock
MMG navy nigga, high sellers
D.C. air-force, are better, you already know nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly shit
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', car dippin'
Young millionaires nigga, we build the empires

I spend a on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you niggas who
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could still see my
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
on the belt, double M this shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, got bitches asking my
a stack on the belt, she like fuck how we came
Double R all in the front, ya'll niggas stay in lane
Spend a stack on my belt, even ask 'bout the change
Spend a stack on the belt, cause I knew she a
Spend a stack on the belt, cause my fooleys on
Spend a stack on the belt, I got bitch on my mind
The world is

I spend a on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you are stalking
A half a mill on the car, for you niggas who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew your
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, tell these rappers to chill
Hold up Earlesman, more H and I be more trap ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know R.I.P. flow, here go
That type of freak show, three shows that we don't need no more help
That Givenchy go for three, me Rozay and the clique
I make these bitches suck on Cs, you make them suck on there teeth, get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, bitch, her mouth
Stack on the belt, just that's nothing to me
My real in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM punks faking, but we them slump shaking
Don't your cane stories, I should leave ya'll undertaking
A on my belt, 250 my ride
Went from these mother-fuckers to owning 4 with no miles
I pray my is in tact, passion in the bulk of my rhyme
And I hit that heat game I'm this close to LeBron
I'm

I a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the out the project
Spend a stack on my belt, therefore you bitches are
A half a mill on the car, that's for you who talking
Spend a stack on my belt, as if you think I was
Spend a stack on my belt, and you still see my boxers
Spend a on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

I'm the back, I'm swerving Maybach
I Versace my belt, I done my flag
Got a stack my waist, keep my bitch on the leash
She goin' eat head up, on this dick she goin' feast
Time fuck with the pleats, my place is
Red in my stable, ya my babies is bad
She spent a on my belt, now she calling me father
Stingray Balenciagas mollies to models
I manage these strippers, Giuseppe's with
Playing the whole slab, niggas started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, gold on my shades
a stack on my belt, 100 done on my face

Spend a stack on my belt, so I could when I shine
Get the mac off the shelf, keep these pussies in
a stack on my belt, 10 at the bar
Blow a mill on a whip, niggas that raw
Spend a stack on the belt, my kind
Put 5 on his life, put 5 in his
Spend a stack on the belt, bitch we the real
on the wall, born to kill niggas

on the belt, ho
on the belt, ho
Spend a on the belt, ho
Gotta stack for the show, all I need is a ...
Double M, boy