Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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