Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

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

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

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

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

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

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

When you from nothing, fuck being humble
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, fuck humble)