Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

These niggas want it with us, they're pussy
Philly!

in the trenches, all my chains on
Probably riding 'lone with your main
Louboutin kicks ain't got a on 'em
by the head, I call it brainstorming
She gon' suck me off while I reel the
You be in your hood never safe
Stacking up the money, to fill the safe
I'm never coming home, I catch another
Felonies, my niggas got
We was selling dog food, I'm talking that
Had that white girl popping when niggas was selling
And we were selling trees, those busting like bumblebees
Oh, never love the hoes, been in and out 'em
If you need the work, my nigga got it
Trapped the for the thirty-six
It's cooking right in front of you like

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

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

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

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

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

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