Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It Off

Helluva Beats

Who you think you finna with
Who you think you run your mouth to and won't say shit
I'm outchea when it's cold, you out there
Them bullets hot, not, get your mouth chipped
Hella nigga's talk shit but they still
take a trip, duck tape, how the van feel
Hunnid thousand dollar Cartiers Im'a change
Keep playing with Liu Ima kick it to your main bitch
And been fuckin' hoes on my bay shit
to the crib, I tell em' go to the spaceship
Red pill, pill, we in The Matrix
Take it to the face, do what I say, bitch
He make it outta here then he a
If a try to run then we pull up in Sprinters
We get to bustin' at bucket, fuck it hit 'cho liver
End of discussion, it's I eat you pussies for dinner
I got no time, for one
Killers on the west side, with them real
And if you try to wave the white flag, we still come
(Where you at? nigga!)
All pussy Im'a drill some

Why they to see a real nigga make it
I done made a lot of now my people's changing
By myself, I don't no witness
thank nobody but the Lord 'cause I'm gettin' it
I keep my head up and finger to the sky
And living every fuckin' day like it's Gras
Im'a finesse this shit, win, lose, or
You think I work hard to fuck it off

Once again, I remind these niggas
Balenciaga, remember when I couldn't buy nigga
em' bricks, birds cause we really fly these bitches
Tell your mans I know I'm lit, but eye me nigga
I'm solving every single with a tool
Supersoak a nigga he jumping off the pool
If the feds hit the mansion, we gon' it to the news
Choppa lift a nigga up I bet he make it to the (pow)
You can tell me and at the top
want us to fail hoping that we fall but we not
Don't feel bad for what I did to them nigga's
Can't say what happened, just I had to get rid of the Glock
Remember my lick days, couldn't a bitch days
Now I ain't trippin' on of the bills, that shit paid
Nigga to fake beef with a nigga
Sneak diss see me jump on my dick these niggas lame (pussy nigga)
Nigga's terrible, who y'all
Nigga's leeches I can't feed 'em, I baby y'all
I'm giving headshots, I 'bout to fade y'all
you ain't fuckin', bye Felicia, I can't play with y'all

Why they to see a real nigga make it
I done a lot of change now my people's changing
By myself, I don't no witness
Can't thank nobody but the 'cause I'm gettin' it
I keep my head up and finger to the sky
And living every fuckin' day like it's Gras
finesse this shit, win, lose, or draw
You I work this hard to fuck it off