Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, you could see us
we was electric, well that was Prius
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's to dream of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever that this could be us
Now watch me shaking hands on the 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 up? (I'm the same motherfucker)
And if you're talking to the crew, know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, kept telling us no
But now they open up the wherever we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

I a pop song, I rap a rock song
I sing a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop
I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like some
Now watch me getting like a motherfuckin' dot com
This just how you
When you see me in your
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 me then you know I never change

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 ain't fucking wit us (you ain't wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now they up the doors wherever we go
And now we up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

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

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (motherfucker what 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, they kept us no
But now they open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)