Luyện nghe bài hát Feb 14

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

Ayy, you don't really 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 rather fuck your
You just wanna with me and soak up all my clout
tried of niggas reachin' out and tryna talk
So much flavor, all these haters 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 can't see no lil' hoe me (ayy, ayy)
But I done broke hearts, ask my clergy, B (ayy, ayy)
I'm like how the fuck nigga in front of me? (ayy, ayy)
I'm like what the fuck, this nigga watchin' me?
Like how this nigga sittin' here tellin' me me?
Antoneisha say I was in my dream (ayy)
That lil' bih say I'm fightin' in my sleep (yuh, yuh)
Got three angels on my fightin' demons
bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be cheatin' (yeah, nah, nah)
Ain't no grim, yeah, but I be (ayy, yuh)
Ayy, it's Valentine's Day, but I'm (yuh)

I spin, bend,
Even when I'm married, nigga, I'm hoein'
I don't believe in karma, that shit is
'Cause I done let out rounds, and it 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 Royce in my projects (yeah, ooh, ooh)
Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity (ayy, ayy)
ask me what's my hobby, bitch, identity theft

I be runnin' up money, gotta take a deep breath
I know what's up, I my ear to the streets like I'm a elf
Fuck it, I'm now, iPhone 7S
No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, this a real vest
I'm conditioned to the streets, grew up to the
I done grew up 'fore I went through puberty
I just gave a fool that 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 leave, ain't no emotions to me
Drop a hoe a 14
I'm posted up, Boy Ree's
I my heart to the streets
But I got a spot for my old G

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