Luyện nghe bài hát Stack On My Belt

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

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you niggas who
I gave a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the
Spend a stack on my belt, you bitches are stalking
A a mill 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 see my boxers
Spend a on my belt, that how I blew your deposits
Stack on the belt, double M shit popping

Spend a stack on my belt, got asking my name
Spend a stack on the belt, she fuck how we came
Double R all in the front, ya'll niggas in your lane
Spend a stack on my belt, don't ask 'bout the change
Spend a stack on the belt, I knew she a wife
a stack on the belt, cause my fooleys on time
Spend a on the belt, I got your bitch on my mind
The is mine

I spend a on my belt, that's for you niggas who watching
I a stack to my bitch, she the shit out the project
Spend a on my belt, therefore you bitches are stalking
A half a mill on the car, that's for you who talking
a stack 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
Stack on the belt, double M this shit

Spend a stack on my belt, better tell these to chill
Hold up that's Earlesman, more H and I be more ass for real
And I got mosquino, ya know that R.I.P. flow, go
That type of freak show, 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 there teeth, get it
Ralph, Klauph, meow, they bounce, we hit, at LIV, your bitch, her
Stack on the belt, just know that's to me
My real in the 'ville, you WWE
Of course we CM faking, but we leave them slump shaking
believe your cane stories, I should leave ya'll undertaking
A on my belt, 250 my ride
Went from renting these mother-fuckers to owning 4 no miles
I pray my souls is in tact, in the bulk of my rhyme
And when I hit that heat game I'm this to LeBron
I'm

I spend a stack on my belt, that's for you 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, 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 could see my boxers
Spend a stack on my belt, that how I your deposits
Stack on the belt, M this shit popping

I'm burning the back, I'm swerving
I Versace my belt, I Hermes my flag
Got a stack around my waist, my bitch on the leash
She goin' eat this head up, on this dick she feast
fuck with the pleats, my place is packed
Red hoes in my stable, ya my is bad
She spent a stack on my belt, now she calling me
Balenciagas giving mollies to models
I these strippers, Giuseppe's with zippers
Playing with the slab, niggas started with niggas
Rose gold on my wrist, rose on my shades
Spend a on my belt, 100 done on my face

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

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