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 look Asian (yeah)
Come all the way from
All she do is
My problem from all of this muddy
No money 'cause I'm gettin' money (money)
This shit is crazy, it just for me
I was home, broke, doin' the dougie
Pinky ring,
Wrist got yellow diamond runnin'
Grab a tissue if it is an (damn)
Usually grab a
No, I didn't for them niggas
I'm from the with real killers
Gilly said, Ya' gon' win now
Uzi countin' all major figures
Getting money, got a major
But I talkin' Barry Bonds (yeah)
When I was younger, wanted Hilson
Nigga like the Menace
Now my money old like Mr. (yeah)
Sneak dissing, who you? The be missing
I fuck with Hit-Boy, I'm be a hitman
yo ass straight out of existence
Where is yo hitman? That man got him
Shout out Jodye Flacko, fuck wit' album
Moving them pigeons, them birds, they be
bitch on my dick, she ride like a 'Rari
When I get rough, she crank that a [?]
She shake her ass on my like a cocktail
I could've your bitch right at L.A
That's how much she play my [?]
I had put money right in the safe
Didn't do nothin', was high, it was
But we still on the phone everyday
About goin' on perfect date
She hear my name, on percolate
Only date if my all in her face (woo)
Wait, 4-5, that's all on my (all on my waist)
Wait, why these in the way?
Why do these niggas be
just be there with no office
Most of they're parents be owning office
That of my parents pray more than less often
My old bitch be gaggin' and coughin'
My new bitch, she swallow me up so
I the money, the fame, and the barbie
You know, the white bitch that look like
She ride my dick like bitch is a Harley (skrrt)
I just got Energy that was counterfeit (counterfeit)
Clock rounds like my VVS wrist
Everything real, so keep on it (watchin' it)
If you me, then you watchin' it (you watchin' it)
My new bitch where is the profit for this (profit for this)
Gettin' money really no option, bitch (no option)
Watch your mommy and the lie said (oh)
Boy, I swear you did not write the (oh)
Never was a fan, though
coupe, open just like a sandal
We used to for them Lambos
I take my girl to a private
Heard we walk 'round wearin'
My so bad, she a handful
That's why she treat me so
Wake up the pussy and eggs, they be
lit
Everything, everything, lit
lit like a candle
Ohh, she gave me head like dandruff
Everything, it is so
and rage, it is so random
Love and rage, it is so