Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker water, right
Fuck bitches, they all
Stand up nigga, not the type
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to hide behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago, I was alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse a song called "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
That's when I seen the playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and their momma
Even my momma asked I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, I load up on all ammunition
If a want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll sure that nobody miss him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a degree, bitch
Two plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that
Real nigga never even and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't understand it, me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and all of the whistle blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the about
Menages with the and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this deja vu right?

All this album of the talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
They calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's out
I known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin'
Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin'
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name
I sold dope I came from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she trap you with the DA flow, lights out, TKO, la!