Luyện nghe bài hát You Are Not M.O.

Pac down, Pac down, Pac
Pac down, out, act out
I'll pull your card, no bitches ain't no, motherfuckin'
skin, dark skin, option, caution
I trust 'em, baby, plottin' on the low
Hit me on my phone, a couple O's
Ice cold, prices for the low
Never been a ho (Yuh), trench coat (Yuh)
Trippin' on my own, love alone
Chasethemoney,
Chasethemoney,
Wait, me up, lil' bitch, yuh
Woo, woo, woo...

Hit my nigga Bhris when the touchdown
Half on the lick, with the split
All my lil' they gonna hold this shit down
That's just how we formin', I been up to
I'm Olympic
Niggas rogue, you are not M.O
Stop tryin' so hard, you're doin' the (Yeah)
Keep your circle close, yeah (Close yeah, yeah)
You going nowhere, facts

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
The path came, the hoe down
in my damn van
Feeling good, okay
Sorry shorty, I do that cocaine
So high like plane
All in my head tryna things
So high like plane
All in my head know things

Man she my dick, she like it (Yeah)
Baby, just bite it (Swear)
Fighting teen
I'll go Cuban dripped in in
I done percs I get to
I start itchin' I get
TV dinner, mama put her thots to the side and shit (Yuh, yuh)

it up, uh
it up, uh
Two phones, it up
I go get that bag, gon' see the stuff
Nigga do not play me like we the
I three percocets on a empty stomach
I made love to bitch then threw it up
Yeah, I eatin' three days, how you been us?

What the fuck is on?
It's Bhris on the track, gonna your bitch in the ass
Yes, you know is going on
Yeah, it's me and will
Yeah, you gotta say shit too
Ooh, ayy, let me talk my too
Ooh, I'ma hit her with a big
Ooh, and I take ass back to school
Ooh, skrrt, hit the coupe, ooh