Luyện nghe bài hát You Are Not M.O.

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

Hit my nigga when the Pack' touchdown
on the lick, fifty with the split
All my lil' youngins they gonna hold shit down
That's just how we formin', I been up to
I'm Olympic
goin' rogue, you are not M.O
Stop so hard, you're doin' the most (Yeah)
your circle close, yeah (Close yeah, close yeah)
You ain't going nowhere,

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
The path came, the hoe down
Propane in my van
Feeling good, okay
shorty, I don't do that cocaine
So like soul plane
All in my head tryna things
So high soul plane
All in my head tryna know

Man she my dick, she like it (Yeah)
Baby, don't bite it (Swear)
teen titan
I'll go Cuban dripped in in
I done I get to wildin'
I start I get violent
Gotta TV dinner, mama put her thots to the side and (Yuh, yuh)

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

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