Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Call

Quack,

I'm for an hour, smoking weed, watching Worldstar
in the garage, probably got to drive your girl car
You a rapper, of course, never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, so now I need a call
Hit your sister in the face a Nerf Ball
I'm dealing with some shit that really don't concern
Punch a fan if you get a fucking word
I'm wavy, get me some shit you can surf on
Finding me a bitch I can on
Frank Thomas homie, about to put the on
Your a night light in bed, she turned on
Throw some weed, tell her one

Burn one, burn one, one, burn one
Burn one, one, burn one, burn one

Yea, I used to give a about success
Now I want to see Mila Kunis undress
Hope she down for buttsex, it will be a cum
Sorry that's some shit I had to
Crazy ass bitch 911 threats
Came in the game Newport Hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the fit
Gold on my
Surrounded by some pussy, I'mma in
Got that wet pack, bitch come and give me
You know we want to know them titties at
Got 'em gassed, they be asking what I'm cooking
Have your little brother asking moms the pussy is
Corruption, at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour & Onion
Pay attention, you gon' something
Roll that weed up, one

one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, one