Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck It Off

Helluva Beats

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

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

Once again, I remind these niggas
Balenciaga, when I couldn't buy these nigga
Called em' bricks, birds cause we fly these bitches
Tell your mans I I'm lit, but don't eye me nigga
I'm solving every single with a tool
Supersoak a like he jumping off the pool
If the hit the mansion, we gon' make it to the news
Choppa lift a up I bet he make it to the moon (pow)
You can tell me and at the top
They us to fail hoping that we fall but we not
Don't feel bad for I did to them nigga's block
Can't say what happened, know I had to get rid of the Glock
my lick days, couldn't pull a bitch days
Now I ain't on none of the bills, that shit paid
Nigga tried to beef with a nigga
Sneak diss see me I'll jump on my dick these lame (pussy nigga)
Nigga's terrible, who y'all
Nigga's leeches I can't 'em, I can't 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 hate to see a nigga make it
I done made a lot of now my people's changing
By myself, I don't no witness
Can't thank nobody but the Lord 'cause I'm it
I keep my head up and middle to the sky
And living every fuckin' day like Mardi Gras
Im'a this shit, win, lose, or draw
You think I work hard to fuck it off