Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Go Out Sad

to me
See this day and age, these niggas getting paid

clear, Sprite, yuh
Mike bite, yuh
Cup dirty, yuh
bike, yuh
We fist fight
Chopper life
Double tight
Detroit got me
Piccolo green millions, and the old money got mildew
Kick her out cause she keep
calling me Bob the Builder
Quavo Paul Pierce em', whip a ball,
Put my all in bowl, put my all in it
I all my dogs to win it
I all my dogs to win it
Remember my dog was (no, no)
I ain't gon' it back to thebeginning
Just get in the and sit in
(Talk to em'!)
(Ay!)
(Get in there!)
(Chill!)
(C'mon!)
Standing in the trap, a long day
Thinking putting insurance on my wrist and AK
Mama tired, daddy died, ain't no Housewives
Now it's no crying, cause we upper echelon
I can make a Tuesday, go up like a
Don't play where you play, you must be from out of state
Molly yo girl dinner plate, you take her on dates
Dabbing in Raf Simmons yeah I dress the everyday
Ricki Lake, wrapped up, came Kuwait
Everyday, everyday, young looking for bae
Got a bitch on Jimmy and she do whatever say
Her wanna be me cause I keep that shit the gangster way

I got to put you
Ay man, these niggas out sad
I'm tellin' ya, go out bad
Naw, 'specially bout bitch

I'm not out sad
'Specially that bitch
I go out sad
'Specially that bitch

(Offset!)
Not bout the bitch, naw, not the bitch
She just for the dick
Aw, lord, don't say this bitch
I'm and rich
But I can arm a brick
I you was born a bitch
Rick Owens cost your rent
Pay up, up
John got to put the K up
smash ya but we don't lay up
I'mma get ya weight up
Throw the north, bitch you know we from
Think it's and we pull out a drum
You can be and a bum
I want it all, not
She for fame, for sumn
I think she for money
I swear I ain't for nothing
So I just the money
in my house like Hugh Heffner
But I'mma slay the
She goin' insane, she talk' bout mymain quit sayin' my lil' mama

I got to put you
Ay man, these goin' out sad
I'm ya, can't go out bad
Naw, 'specially that bitch

I'm not out sad
'Specially bout that
I go out sad
bout that bitch

(Takeoff!)
I can't, go out, sad about no
Who me? Takeoff mad about no bitch
Depressed to get some off my chest, ain't stressed about that bitch
She let, me nut on her chest, you still arrest that
Bad, lil' mama bad, you let her get the Jag and crash
goin' out sad
You took on her on a date dad
The question is boy did you
Been strong and a half, and everything you get to get a bitch have (tricked you)
Aw man, goddamn, niggas goin' out sad
ho's up, there's not one nigga the hood done been had
Smash, cuff, but you can pass, but can't erase the past
If she fool you once, shame on her, if she fool you twice yo ass

I got to put you
Ay man, these goin' out sad
I'm tellin' ya, go out bad
Naw, bout that bitch

I'm not out sad
bout that bitch
I go out sad
bout that bitch