Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

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

Posted in the trenches, all my on
Probably 'lone with your main jawn
Louboutin ain't got a stain on 'em
Finger by the head, I it brainstorming
She gon' suck me off 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 got felonies
We was selling dog food, I'm talking that
Had that white girl popping niggas was selling trees
And when we were selling trees, those busting like
Oh, never the hoes, I've been in and out 'em
If you need the work, my nigga got it
the twenty-eights for the thirty-six
It's cooking right in of you like Benihana

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

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

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

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

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

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