Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

These niggas don't it with us, they're pussy
Philly!

Posted in the trenches, all my on
Probably riding 'lone with your jawn
Louboutin ain't got a stain on 'em
by the head, I call it brainstorming
She gon' me off while I reel the Wraith
You be in your hood feeling safe
Stacking up the money, trying to fill the
I'm coming home, I catch another case
Felonies, my got felonies
We was dog food, I'm talking that pedigree
Had that white girl when niggas was selling trees
And when we were selling trees, those like bumblebees
Oh, never love the hoes, I've in and out 'em
If you the work, know my nigga got it
the twenty-eights for the thirty-six
It's right in front of you like Benihana

Blowing money fast, blowing money
Blowing fast, blowing money fast
Running through the bag, running the bag
Blowing money fast, blowing money

When you from nothing, fuck being humble
Fuck humble, fuck being humble
Tell 'em that I'm strapped, I wanna rumble
Fuck being humble, fuck humble

being humble when you in the 'Rari
If I hit ho, I ain't even sorry
it in her quarter like I'm Dez Bryant
Chain Roc Nation, all damn diamonds
I feel I'm Michee before he went to jail
up Atlanta every time I hit it
Mixing that Givenchy the YSL
Last time I checked, I was that fucking
evident and we chasing money and never women
Balling on bitches like and we don't ever miss 'em
Bust 'em down, 'em good, never kiss 'em
your baby daddy I said, "Fuck his feelings!"

Blowing money fast, money fast
Blowing money fast, blowing money
Running through the bag, through the bag
Blowing money fast, blowing fast

When you came from nothing, being humble
being humble, fuck being humble
Tell 'em I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble
Fuck being humble, fuck humble

(When you came from nothing, fuck being
Fuck being humble, being humble
'em that I'm strapped, I don't wanna rumble
Fuck humble, fuck being humble)