Luyện nghe bài hát Lose My Mind

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

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

I'm voices in my head think I'm schizophrenic
Swear they sayin' lets get it from another
Thirty six, a thousand times I'm somersaults
Do it right and you can live ya summer raw
I'm out my mind, yeah a nigga seein' y'all
Tell me what's the chance of Jizzle fuckin' of y'all
She said as as we can do it with 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, call it trick or
It nothin' to a boss, my goons got goons
House stupid dumb big, my got rooms (yeah!)

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

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

Why trip, I'm just fine
Twelve five, 'bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to
Drink like a tank, my mind
shit cray, way too bad
Rosé baby, waste two
Hottest in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, my mind

the top, no bra, got tha titties out
Mention my name and bring the city out
Doin' what I do best, stuntin'
New car, old money, d-boy
Step in cleaner a new glock-40
My in the A, strapped up shorty
You know my nerves bad, trigger a toothpick
wrapped around the corner, boy too big
G-O, black shades and my chains
But if you wouldn't understand, it's a black
You we drink that Rozay 'til we black out
up, drink some more, pass back out

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