Luyện nghe bài hát Lies About You

It ain't a facade, I spent some on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out a wound
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can't how I move
The to the god, don't believe in voodoo
'Cause when you at the top they'll lies about you

Tell everything but the truth, get nothin' but love from my
I guess they hate what you do, up in coupes with no roofs
You caught me in a mood, can't put a spike in my groove
Got more designer shoes
I drip, I an award
I built that way for Porsche, I think
I'm on a horse
YSL, got but Hi-Tunes, we kill 'em off, no remorse
I win, I can't lose, I'm tryna feed all my boys
Huh, I paid my to these hoes
I got that flame to the torch,
Gunna ball no court
I hit that trap and sports, I give all thanks to the lord
I hit that yo and record, get that drip from your boy, mmh

It ain't a facade, I spent some on my shoes
I goin' hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out a wound
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can't how I move
The praises to the god, believe in voodoo
'Cause when you at the top they'll tell about you

Man bag, in 'em
pants, run in 'em
Gorilla blue,
We fuck with no nigga
How you want that Saint Laurent
You ain't no dick
My lil LA bitch got jetlag, she off that shit
Fuck that shit, on shawty
Fuck that Ghost, where the
of my niggas want to party
Them niggas want to catch a body
We ain't wifing no Chiraq
Threesome, them my type of
Vegas bitch tried to me pussy
Tell ho like hell no
Main homie's tried to fuck me
And she told me he know
If they out they say shit
'Cause he know he gon' get
And we about the violence, my young be wildin'
baby mama be trifling, yeah yeah

It ain't a facade, I spent some racks on my
I been goin' hard, I paid all for my jewels
I in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out a wound
get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, control how I move
The praises to the god, don't believe in
when you at the top they'll tell lies about you