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 tide
D.C. air-force, G-5s are better, you already nigga
All gold sky-dwellers, fly shit
Bel Air sippin', Ciroc pissin', car dippin'
Young black nigga, we build the empires

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you 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, for you niggas who talking
Spend a on my belt, as if you think I was flogging
Spend a stack on my belt, and you could see my boxers
a stack on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
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Spend a stack on my belt, got bitches my name
Spend a 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, don't ask 'bout the change
a stack on the belt, cause I knew she a wife
Spend a stack on the belt, cause my on time
Spend a stack on the belt, I got bitch on my mind
The world is

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

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

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the 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
a stack on my belt, and you could still see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I blew deposits
Stack on the belt, double M this shit

I'm burning the back, I'm Maybach
I Versace my belt, I done Hermes my
Got a stack around my waist, my bitch on the leash
She eat this 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 a stack on my belt, now she calling me father
Balenciagas giving mollies to models
I manage these strippers, with zippers
Playing with the whole slab, niggas started with
Rose gold on my wrist, rose on my shades
Spend a stack on my belt, 100 done on my

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