Luyện nghe bài hát Top Down

1]
Uh, sent ya girl a of it, she was smokin' on my new shit
Look like she ain't had no on
I said, "Let me check my phone"
Ooh, girl, you know you
She was naked in my direct
were sexy, I can not contest it
I got a show in town, girl, you on my guest list
It goes in the DM, like, you gotta send it
I got a fetish, baby girl, my wallets stretchin'
I got some 'Rari fever, broke never catch it
I got a bag in my bitch Lexus
I told her not to catch it, I my homies to get it
Seven back-to-back Corvettes Jess is on the set
Her shit is soakin' wet, it's makin' sound effects
And we ain't in the crib, yeah, I'm tryin' to roll up
She like a sobriety test
Dropped the album, I picked up a
I'm what I'm a buy next
Gainin' momentum, haters payin'
But I ain't trippin', my next step

Shit, I had my top down, let 'em see in
Top down, let 'em see in
Shit, I put my top down, let you see in
Top down, let you see in,

2]
Girl, I ain't got no Snapchat, just up over here and give me that
dress, come up out it
You was it, now show me that you 'bout it
I ain't talkin' 'bout no internet
She ever since she got it
Now she she can't live without it
Her boyfriend houndin', tried to her phone
She walked in, caught him in
He apology messages and she scream
Shorty, it down, I roll up
I drive them through the town
Seven sittin' in front of the Jet Lounge
Where the at? That's what your dog found
Rosé champagne, yellow Rollie
Hold glasses up for the ones who stayed down
Celebrate we all paid now, you know it goes down

I had my top down, let you see in
Top down, let you see in
Yeah, I put my top down, let you see in
Put my op down, let you see in