Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

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

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

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

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

HBK, heartbreak kid, 14 (yeah)
HBK, Heart Break Kodak, 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 itchin', you would think I'm a dope fiend
February 14, yeah, February 14 (ayy)