Luyện nghe bài hát Wolfpack

Just tell me how you are
I don't know, are you giving me?
Just tell- just everyone how high you are
No, I talk, I'm not telling anyone
I'm not anyone
Can you
Are you me?
No I'm not, can you
You are
Can you please them?
I-I can't it, I am so high
That's it, it's like I'm

Yeah,
Yeah, (Wolfpack)

Puerto Rican Air Force at the wedding (Uh)
I'm only truth
Uh, I open up for Bruce (I might)
My own horn I don't mean to toot
Sign big with yarmulkes on and suede gloves
It's to say your boy done came up
Too much lobster on the plane, the plane stay up (Uh)
Bitch, I'm butt naked, up
Yo, the fuck?
(Wolfpack)

dick'll make an R&B chick write a song
About the rain when it falls and the pain it causes (Uh, uh)
And how she always up alone?
And now Bronson call Tyrone (Gotta call Tyrone)
that, I'm tryna blow smoke towards the moon
Till my mind racing like zoom
I'm hotter when Bow Wow dropped in the summer
scream and I hop into the Hummer like
Uh, I'm a heartthrob
You smoke blunts like Kevin Hart's arms (Uh)
My bloodline predate Aardvark and large (Uh)
And flesh off of charred bark (Aaah!)
(Wolfpack, wolfpack)

I shot before I wrote this
Sniffed coke and did by the ocean
This is Blue 7 not Usher (Uh)
Big muskets get like mustard
And motherfuckers off in the Nissan (Uhh)
They say that life is a see-saw
I solo, why I got these extra seats for?
Hit eject, watch him fall (Aaaaaah!)
Better use fucking feet, dog!

Yeah, yeah,
Bam Bam, Blue 7
My Heaven