Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
Before we was electric, that was Prius
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't think that this could be us
Now watch me hands on the carpet in demand
Sliding hard right like you seeing me on air
I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free
You Instagraming you and now you're Instagraming me

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the motherfucker)
And if you're talking to the crew, better you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now they open up the wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and say motherfuckers)

I a pop song, I rap a rock song
I sing a-club-banging, song
I'm show time, I it poppin' like some popcorn
Now me getting money like a motherfuckin' dot com
This how you know
When you see me in city
It's like everywhere I go, fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, all chanting my name
But I told you if you know me then you know I never

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now they open up the wherever we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Taurus, yes,
Waving at drivers while they scream their favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I asked for? Well it man of course it is
I needed a mic and a stage I could play on
This life's my playground, I'm Harold a crayon
Now how the so cold, no shrinkage
No limit on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better bruh, like Federer
But if you like my lyrics send a letter to the editor
His is 'Fuck You', street name is 'Deal Wit It'
Make you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? every show I sell out
I hang with fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out
Middle to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel that let me hear you say up!

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, kept telling us no
But now they up the doors wherever we go
And now we up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)