Luyện nghe bài hát Lob

Ooh, ah

Pop a wheelie no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that a lob
Money her dance, put you on a job
Threw that a lob, threw that bitch a lob

bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag
Backwood if you really 'bout that
Know your type, only niggas that broke
Dance in Jimmy Choos, ayy
Your color a bottle of Yoo-hoo
big old dude, I point and shoot
Came with the
Case niggas start boof
I can't refuse, she with
she fighter with the moves
I threw that lob like I went to Duke
Lil baby, it's just right she da man
it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah

Pop a wheelie no hands, put it in the sky
that bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob
Money her dance, put you on a job
Threw bitch a lob, threw that bitch a lob

It ain't to me
Jewelry like one degree
throw it all, it's gon'
Fall from a feet
Rory don't do nothin'
sleep at the Double Tree
Bad bitches run at me
Can you give me to see?
She go long for the throat, my son her
And she all on her own
Need a
I threw all this
If I do my right
You do a sash
I go through the
Livin' fast, bitch, I do the dash
It ain't type of shit
That will get you to
know who in first
Don't know who in
I just the bag, if the truth be asked

Pop a wheelie with no
Put it in the sky
Threw bitch a lob
Threw that a lob
Money her dance, put you on a job
Threw that bitch a lob, threw that a lob

I tell that she a fan
I'm a rock with no band
I get in advance,
I do my money dance
Can you throw it back on me by
You a bad bitch, you ain't
I just walked in with a new bitch
And a rock star clique, you can suck my
Rest in to Lil Peep
Took a Xan in the
Swervin' on a
Swervin' on your

Pop a willy no hands, put it in the sky
Threw that a lob, ooh that shit a vibe
Ooh, ah