Luyện nghe bài hát Lose My Mind

get it shawty!
Oh that shit right here nigga
What's up? up?
103 yo, 103, yo!
When this shit drop in the club
Yeah, it go, it go

Why y'all trip, I'm just
Twelve forty five, 'bout time
get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my
This cray, way too bad
baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, there mine
Can't spell sober, my mind

I'm hearin' voices in my think I'm schizophrenic
Swear they sayin' lets get it another planet
six, a thousand times I'm doin' somersaults
Do it right and you can live ya summer raw
I'm out my mind, yeah a nigga seein' y'all
Tell me the chance of Jizzle fuckin' both of y'all
She as long as we can do it with your ice on
If that's the we might as well leave the lights on
I'm out my mind, just a thousand swisher sweets
In my black and orange charger, call it trick or
It ain't to a boss, my goons got goons
stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms (yeah!)

Why trip, I'm just fine
Twelve forty five, 'bout that
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
Drink a tank, lose my mind
shit cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, waste two
Hottest thing in the lot, that there
Can't spell sober, my mind

Guess what my told me, she hate my partners
Guess why she 'em though,
all of 'em robbin'
Fuck the police, all of 'em problems
White girls fun, all of 'em swallow
Why I ain't fuck her at the house, 'cause the bitch
And the pill man at, he need a blue dolphin
Old broke ass nigga, stop cock
Security, I need help 'cause the stalkin'
A fuckin' mill, that's what the whip cost me
One-hundred dollars, that's the pussy cost me
And when the nigga hatin', that's when the nigga lost me
Fantastico, that's what the hoes me

Why trip, I'm just fine
Twelve five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
Drink like a tank, my mind
This cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, waste two
Hottest thing in the lot, that there
Can't spell sober, lost my

the top, no bra, got tha titties out
Mention my name and bring the city out
Doin' what I do best, stuntin'
New car, old money, stuntin'
Step in cleaner a new glock-40
My nickname in the A, strapped up
You know my nerves bad, like a toothpick
Line wrapped the corner, boy too big
G-O, black and my black chains
But if you wouldn't understand, it's a thing
You know we drink that 'til we black out
Wake up, drink some more, pass out

Why y'all trip, I'm fine
forty five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
like a tank, lose my mind
This cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, two stacks
thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't sober, lost my mind