Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

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

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

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

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

being humble when you in the 'Rari
If I hit your ho, I ain't even
Threw it in her like I'm Dez Bryant
Chain Roc Nation, all these diamonds
I feel like I'm before he went to jail
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 Curry and we don't miss 'em
Bust 'em down, fuck 'em good, never 'em
your baby daddy I said, "Fuck his feelings!"

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

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

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