Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Lit

Yeah,


Luv is
Lil Uzi
Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi

Boy, you me
Why is yo bitches so
My bitch so perfect, she kinda Asian (yeah)
Come all the way Toronto
All she do is
My stomach problem from all of this
No money problems 'cause I'm money (money)
shit is crazy, it just started for me
I was just home, broke, the dougie
Pinky ring,
Wrist got cold yellow runnin'
Grab a tissue if it is an (damn)
grab a pistol
No, I didn't for them itty-bitty
I'm the city with real killers
Nigga said, Ya' gon' win now
Uzi countin' all these major
Getting money, got a major
But I ain't talkin' Bonds (yeah)
When I was younger, Keri Hilson
Nigga Dennis the Menace
Now my old like Mr. Wilson (yeah)
Sneak dissing, who The records be missing
I fuck with Hit-Boy, I'm tryna be a
yo ass straight out of existence
Where is yo hitman? That man got him
Shout out Jodye Flacko, fuck wit' your
Moving them pigeons, them birds, be flockin'
White bitch on my dick, she ride a 'Rari
I get rough, she crank that like a [?]
She shake her ass on my dick a cocktail
I could've fucked bitch right at L.A
That's how much she play my [?]
I had put some right in the safe
do nothin', was high, it was late
But we still talk on the phone
goin' on that perfect date
She hear my name, on percolate
Only if my dick all in her face (woo)
Wait, 4-5, all on my waist (all on my waist)
Wait, why these niggas in the
Why do niggas be frontin'
They just be with no office
of they're parents be owning they office
That both of my parents pray more than less
My old bitch always be and coughin'
My new bitch, she swallow me up so
I want the money, the fame, and the
You know, the white bitch look like iCarly
She ride my dick like bitch is a Harley (skrrt)
I just got Energy that was counterfeit (counterfeit)
Clock rounds like my VVS diamond
real, so keep on watchin' it (watchin' it)
If you me, then you watchin' it (you watchin' it)
My new bitch asked where is the profit for (profit for this)
Gettin' money really ain't no option, (no option)
your mommy and the lie detectors said (oh)
Boy, I swear you did not the script (oh)
Never really was a fan,
Four-door coupe, open like a sandal
We used to for them Lambos
I my girl to a private resort
Heard we walk 'round sandals
My so bad, she a handful
why she treat me so good
Wake up the pussy and eggs, they be
lit
Everything, everything, lit
lit like a candle
Ohh, she me head like some dandruff
Everything, it is so
Love and rage, it is so
and rage, it is so random