Luyện nghe bài hát Get the Fuck Off My Dick

Get the fuck off now, get the off my dick
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get your off my dick

Yeah, I takin' no more calls, might think 'bout callin' it quits
Press is tryin' to my blessings, no more talking to Vince
NPR and XXL, man, I tell which is which
Missed the mark, I think my label need a switch
Hold up, switch the flow up, I won't roll for
ho up, then they blow up, guess who do the fuckin'?
VMA and Grammy snubbin', not walkin' no clubs
Homie you can keep your money, it do nothing for me
Heard they lookin' for me yeah, you're a yeah
Have find your body parts, run and run it, yeah
Ay bay-bay, for play, sear the steaks, steal the Wraith
(And them is ugly, by the way
We see you got to spend, but, nonetheless)

Get the fuck off now, get the off my dick
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to tell which one more perfect, man, my car or my
Avant-garde this shit, get your jaws off my dick
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
with this shit, get your jaws off my dick

I'm Ramona, no school diploma
We him slippin', he in a coma
You got two choices, lose your life or persona
I still voices from them nights I hit them corners
through the MoMA, just did the feature, hit the scene
And blew the quota, I might do Kita for the sofa
save my Nike check and spend my Coca-Cola
Don't count my packets, pocket leave you tore up
Time to glow up, from the floor up how I
You don't my pain, bitch, don't act like you don't know my name
Don't record me man, bitch, you see me tryna this plane
Don't you touch my frame, still the one who bust you in your
I fuck with fame, you don't see me in no fuckin' chains
no fuckin' slave, Def Jam ain't gon' put me on no pay
This the sound I made, nobody knock me off my wave
I'm the god in this, up off my dick

Get the off now, get the fuck off my dick
Hard to tell one more perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Hard to which one more perfect, man, my car or my crib
Avant-garde with this shit, get your jaws off my
Get the fuck off now, get the fuck off my
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my car or my crib
Hard to tell which one perfect, man, my art or my bitch
Avant-garde with this shit, get your off my dick