Luyện nghe bài hát Better Things

Don't give a about your man
I'm just seeing it's hitting for
(Bitch I'm sayin') How you on a kid though
You fuck with me girl
You know what you girl
See I got used to livin' up on my own, yeah
And searching lovely for a wife to call my own,
It's all I think at nights when I'm alone, yeah
Swear that I can't get no in California

Swear that life is a whole bunch of vices
Niggas biting off of my shit, my
Stay up in your chick ride without a license
Tell her on like some vice grips
Might call her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her face was priceless, wonder my type is
Well tonight Mrs. lightskin with a light mix, or a light
White chick, darkskin complexion and she
I a dyke chick if she like dick
I kissed the chick and I liked it
Fucking each and Katy Perry for the night bitch
Light

Light it it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it
(moving on to things)
sit back and relax one time, clear your mind
'Bout to send me back to my old
Know I mean

been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and up
Plus my know the plug
A generation's thrown on

I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big
Next time I see her might the bitch out
Kicked the bitch out cause she bitched out
Spit my out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce
Ride with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the mane
And it figures, 'cos here is you can't understand
How I could kill a man, anyways
Nowadays stressed, yes
Animosity is off your chest, yes
Guess everybody want to blessed, stay fresh
Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take

it light it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it
(moving on to things)
Inhale exhale, relieve your of stress
Smoke one time for your boy A$AP

I've been puffing, up
Cop a lot and up
Plus my niggas the plug
A thrown on drugs