Luyện nghe bài hát Uber Driver

What's the zone?
I could count this money my eyes closed
No he didn't, baby I
Cop another off of my iPhone
High off but I ride low
Crocodile seats, ho pocket dial me
down the street, I hit the switch if I'm too drunk
I call an Uber for the night, broad with me
KK in the jar, jugging all through the
Let your bitch put bape hoodie on when they get chilly
Then it off
All this money I and I'm going stronger and you
and I roll a joint and I bake it
Ain't shit a nigga got to say I went to rich living basic
Work for everything you can't it
All we know is big money, our bitches rolling our planes
Apple TV and Netflix hooked up playing our favorites, same

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of paper
I'm riding round I'm loud I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole
I do just what I want don't see turn in to no one
Ain't the money, then I'm not involved

rips, double SSs
Oh yes it's the OG, bitch you guessed it, no
Smith and flip, lyrical weapons finnesin'
how we bring them checks in
Balcony sexing, then it's on to the one
Her best friend, rolling blessings
Got doobies in my for protection
But you smell them
I'm too off this Veuve to maneuver, I might have to call a Uber
Get me through the, traffic, a lighter and a cool ass
So we got action, I'm not to pass it
I got barriers, one out this batch and you can have it
I run off, this meeting for an hour or so
million dollars you know

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of this
I'm riding round I'm chiefing loud I'm tryna my pockets on swole
I do just I want don't see myself turn in to no one
Ain't bout the money, then I'm not