Luyện nghe bài hát Bird Call

Quack,

I'm chilling for an hour, weed, watching Worldstar
in the garage, probably got to drive your girl car
You ain't a rapper, of course, heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, so now I a bird call
Hit sister in the face with a Nerf Ball
I'm with some shit that really don't concern y'all
a fan if you get a fucking word wrong
I'm wavy, get me shit that you can surf on
Finding me a bitch I can on
Frank homie, about to put the hurt on
Your bitch a night in bed, she turned on
Throw some weed, tell her one

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

Yea, I used to a fuck about success
Now I just want to see Mila Kunis
Hope she for buttsex, it will be a cum fest
that's some shit I had to confess
Crazy ass bitch doing 911
Came in the smoking Newport Hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the fit
Gold on my
Surrounded by pussy, I'mma drown in
Got that wet pack, bitch and give me that
You know we want to where them titties at
Got 'em gassed, they be asking what I'm with
your little brother asking moms where the pussy is
Corruption, stuntin' at the
Your pussy smell like Sour Cream & Onion
Pay attention, you gon' learn
Roll weed up, burn one

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