Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I don't understand it, tell me how 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 blacker than the Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to hide their though
you was a down ass bitch
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
when I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and their gassed
Even my momma what I'mma do
Decisions,
In this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on
I'll make sure that nobody him
Now pack up shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all achievement
Real nigga never went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock ass out

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

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the blogs
Menages with the and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, 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
poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my sense (TKO)

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

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