Luyện nghe bài hát Lose My Mind

get it shawty!
Oh this that shit right here
What's up? up?
103 yo, 103, yo!
When this drop in the club nigga
Yeah, it go, it go

Why trip, I'm just fine
Twelve forty five, that time
get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my
This cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that mine
Can't spell sober, lost my

I'm hearin' voices in my head I'm schizophrenic
Swear they sayin' lets get it from another
Thirty six, a thousand times I'm doin'
Do it right and you can ya whole summer raw
I'm out my mind, yeah a seein' double y'all
Tell me the chance of Jizzle fuckin' both of y'all
She said as long as we can do it your ice on
If that's the case we might as leave the lights on
I'm out my mind, just a thousand swisher sweets
In my black and orange charger, it trick or treat
It ain't nothin' to a boss, my goons got
House stupid dumb big, my rooms got (yeah!)

Why y'all trip, I'm fine
Twelve forty five, that time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
like a tank, lose my mind
This cray, way too bad
baby, waste two stacks
Hottest in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my

Guess what my told me, she hate my partners
why she hate 'em though,
'Cause all of 'em
Fuck the police, all of 'em problems
White girls fun, 'cause all of 'em
Why I ain't fuck her at the house, 'cause the bitch
And where the pill man at, he a blue dolphin
Old ass nigga, stop cock blockin'
Security, I need 'cause the bitch stalkin'
A half fuckin' mill, what the whip cost me
One-hundred dollars, that's what the pussy me
And when the nigga start hatin', that's the nigga lost me
Fantastico, that's the hoes call me

Why trip, I'm just fine
forty five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to
Drink a tank, lose my mind
This cray, way too bad
baby, waste two stacks
Hottest thing in the lot, that mine
Can't spell sober, lost my

Drop the top, no bra, got tha out
Mention my name and bring the whole out
Doin' I do best, d-boy stuntin'
New car, old money, stuntin'
in cleaner then a new glock-40
My nickname in the A, up shorty
You know my nerves bad, like a toothpick
wrapped around the corner, boy too big
G-O, shades and my black chains
But if you understand, it's a black thing
You know we drink that Rozay 'til we out
Wake up, some more, pass back out

Why y'all trip, I'm fine
Twelve forty five, 'bout time
Couldn't get it all week, to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my
shit cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, two stacks
thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my