Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

Ladies and
All lil' slick shit, all that lil' fake ass shit
When I be that shit, man
Y'all don't really fuck me, ayy, ayy, ayy
You really fuck with me
So stop actin' you fuck with me
'Cause I ain't gon' act I fuck with you
And put shit on blast
Ayy

Ayy, you really fuck with me, so you could just cut it out
I see you know I peep you all about
You ain't fuckin' over me, I fuck your mouth
You just wanna with me and soak up all my clout
Gettin' tried of reachin' out and tryna talk
So much flavor, all these keep on droppin' salt
(Ooh, I fuck that)
I ain't even it down, Red Skelton
out loud, uh, clown, uh uh
I ain't never go through no heart (uh, yuh, yuh)
'Cause I see no lil' hoe hurtin' me (ayy, ayy)
But I done some hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the fuck this nigga in of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm like what the fuck, nigga been watchin' me?
Like how this nigga sittin' here tellin' me me?
say I was fightin' in my dream (ayy)
That lil' bih say I'm fightin' in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got angels on my team fightin' demons
bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be cheatin' (yeah, nah, nah)
Ain't no grim, yeah, but I be (ayy, yuh)
Ayy, Valentine's Day, but I'm Halloweenin' (yuh)

I spin, bend,
Even when I'm married, nigga, I'm hoein'
I believe in karma, that shit is flaw
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it come around (yeah)
theft (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
That's my occupation, I to pop checks (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Royce in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I myself, but I love identity theft (ayy, ayy)
They ask me my hobby, bitch, identity theft

I be runnin' up that money, gotta take a breath
I know what's up, I keep my ear to the streets I'm a elf
Fuck it, I'm now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, a real bulletproof vest
I'm conditioned to the streets, grew up to the
I done grew up 'fore I ever went through
I just a fool that business with that foolery
Start niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was snatchin' jewelry
I bag a like groceries
how you approachin' me
Fuck you, hoe, you leave, ain't no emotions to me
Drop a hoe a 14
I'm posted up, Dope Boy
I gave my heart to the
But I got a soft for my old G

HBK, kid, February 14 (yeah)
HBK, Break Kodak, February 14 (yeah)
Touch 'round the country, February 14
Yeah, I'm lovin', and I'm thuggin', 14
On that coffee and cocoa, I ain't on codeine
I been on no lean, February 14
Yeah, my trigger finger itchin', you would think I'm a dope
14, yeah, this February 14 (ayy)