Luyện nghe bài hát Everything Lit

Yeah,


Luv is
Lil Uzi
Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi

Boy, you me
Why is yo so ugly?
My bitch so perfect, she kinda look (yeah)
all the way from Toronto
All she do is
My problem from all of this muddy
No money 'cause I'm gettin' money (money)
This is crazy, it just started for me
I was just home, broke, doin' the
ring, water-flooded
Wrist got cold yellow runnin'
a tissue if it is an issue (damn)
Usually grab a
No, I for them itty-bitty niggas
I'm from the city with killers
Nigga Gilly said, Ya' win now
Uzi all these major figures
Getting money, got a major
But I ain't talkin' Bonds (yeah)
I was younger, wanted Keri Hilson
Nigga like Dennis the
Now my money old Mr. Wilson (yeah)
dissing, who you? The records be missing
I fuck Hit-Boy, I'm tryna be a hitman
Takin' yo ass straight out of
Where is yo hitman? other man got him
out Jodye Flacko, fuck wit' your album
Moving them pigeons, birds, they be flockin'
White bitch on my dick, she ride a 'Rari
When I get rough, she that like a [?]
She shake her ass on my dick like a
I could've fucked your bitch at L.A
That's how much she with my [?]
I had put money right in the safe
do nothin', was high, it was late
But we still talk on the everyday
About goin' on that date
She hear my name, on percolate
date if my dick all in her face (woo)
Wait, 4-5, all on my waist (all on my waist)
Wait, why niggas in the way?
Why do these niggas be
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 always be gaggin' and coughin'
My new bitch, she me up so jawless
I want the money, the fame, and the
You know, the white bitch that look like
She ride my dick that bitch is a Harley (skrrt)
I just got jewels that was counterfeit (counterfeit)
rounds like my VVS diamond wrist
Everything real, so on watchin' it (watchin' it)
If you watchin' me, then you it (you watchin' it)
My new bitch asked where is the profit for (profit for this)
Gettin' money really no option, bitch (no option)
Watch your and the lie detectors said (oh)
Boy, I swear you did not write the (oh)
Never really was a fan,
Four-door coupe, open like a sandal
We used to for them Lambos
I take my girl to a resort
Heard we walk 'round wearin'
My so bad, she a handful
That's why she 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
and rage, it is so random
Love and rage, it is so