Luyện nghe bài hát No Bueno

Step out the
Bi as a
Dusty ass bitches be eyeing my
You fucking can dine on my clit
I'm winning on bitches who dying to
I'm winning on bitches, I'm making switches
I'm hurting hoes so they twisting they wrists
So slitting they wrists put they hands on a bible
out Angel, I'm so suicidal
I'm out fucking with hoes
But I got these on smash
You see, they think I'm not in
Until I put my foot in ass
And I'm running right them
I'm gunning, I'm
I'm serving hoes like a fucking religion
Bitches is over, I'm fucking
You is bitches
I'm done and you

Niggas talking like hoes too
My bitches out here on that old
That new may be just do what they to

This situation is me
I'm fucking motivation
Bitch, you owe me
I it up you just competing with the old me
They catch up, they catch up, you the old me
Bitches you owe me, cause you know, you
You shadow chasing
No Bueno, No Bueno
I'm working you waiting
you know, you know
You always chasing
you owe me
you owe me

I never gave a about a nigga
Grew up in my just surrounded by my bitches
All me, myself, and me no lie
Money over every fucking thing for
Y'all don't make no sense
No, y'all niggas don't no sense
I tried to put on the fucking main road
But y'all stay on that old
And say, say god
keep your day job
I hit em with the tec til I break a bitches
And no, I won't, I can't and
keep going
Y'all going keep until the rain stop and
Bitch I spit like I'm in a heat wave
And all yo just ain't hot

Niggas like some hoes too
My bitches out here on that old
That new may be just do they told to

situation is below me
I'm your fucking
Bitch, you owe me
I switched it up you just competing the old me
They catch up, catch up, cause you the old me
Bitches you owe me, you know, you know
You always chasing
No Bueno, No Bueno
I'm working while you
you know, you know
You shadow chasing
you owe me
you owe me

Bitch, you out running with lames
You bitches is
All of you the same
what you saying
The shit I is insane
My has got its own brain
All of you bitches get hit by niggas
So hit all your and call it a-

Plus can't remember your
What the fuck is you saying,
All you bitches beat like
hoes with no incidentals
Run shit like the fastest sprinter
Plus I'm heating bitches up like what's for
Then I eat bitches up soul food
Then I spit out like old food
Then I hit the up with the Mac-10
'Cause they know I got Pro-Tools