Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

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

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

I spin, bend,
Even when I'm married, nigga, I'm around
I don't believe in karma, shit is flaw
I done let out rounds, and it come back around (yeah)
Identity (yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr)
my occupation, I love to pop checks (identity theft)
I was the first in the ring, a Rolls Royce in my (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love theft (ayy, ayy)
ask me what's 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 like I'm a elf
it, I'm writin' now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, a real bulletproof vest
I'm to the streets, grew up to the streets
I done grew up I ever went through puberty
I just gave a fool that business that foolery
Start jackin' niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was 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, 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 and that cocoa, I ain't on codeine
I ain't been on no lean, 14
Yeah, my trigger itchin', you would think I'm a dope fiend
14, yeah, this February 14 (ayy)