Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
Before we was electric, that was Prius
Before we dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that could be us
Now watch me hands on the carpet in demand
Sliding hard like you seeing me on thin air
I'm wild for the night, got no plans on 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 talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

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

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

It's like I'm still a kid in the of the Ford Taurus, yes,
Waving at some while they scream their favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I for? Well fuck it man of course it is
I just needed a mic and a stage I play on
This life's my playground, I'm Harold with a
Now how the drought so cold, no
No size on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better bruh, like Federer
But if you don't my lyrics send a letter to the editor
His address is 'Fuck You', street is 'Deal Wit It'
sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause show I sell out
I hang around with fans 'til they me to get the hell out
Middle finger to the haters, tell em up
So if you feel that let me hear you say up!

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