Luyện nghe bài hát FBH

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

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

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

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

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

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

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