Luyện nghe bài hát No Bueno

Step out the
Bi as a
Dusty ass be eyeing my shit
You fucking consumers can on my clit
I'm winning on bitches who dying to
I'm winning on bitches, I'm making these
I'm hurting these hoes so they they wrists
So they slitting wrists put they hands on a bible
Yelling out Angel, I'm so
I'm out here fucking with
But I got these bitches on
You see, they I'm not in control
Until I put my foot in ass
And I'm running right them
I'm gunning, I'm
I'm serving these hoes like a religion
is over, I'm fucking beginning
You niggas is
I'm and you finished

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

This is below me
I'm your motivation
Bitch, you owe me
I switched it up you competing with the old me
They up, they catch up, cause you the old me
you owe me, cause you know, you know
You always chasing
No Bueno, No Bueno
I'm while you waiting
you know, you know
You always shadow
you owe me
you owe me

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

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

This is below me
I'm your fucking
Bitch, you owe me
I switched it up you competing with the old me
They catch up, catch up, cause you the old me
Bitches you owe me, cause you know, you
You shadow chasing
That's No Bueno, No
I'm working you waiting
you know, you know
You always chasing
you owe me
you owe me

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

Plus remember your name
What the fuck is you saying,
All you bitches like instrumentals
Beat hoes no incidentals
Run shit like the fastest sprinter
Plus I'm bitches up like what's for dinner
Then I eat bitches up like soul
Then I bitches out like old food
Then I hit the bitches up with the
'Cause they I got them Pro-Tools