Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now

I'm not crazy, I'm a fuck, oh shit!
Floopy goober, motherfucker, fuckin' goober
They ain't for what we 'bout to bring back!
They ain't ready for Tyler with the hat!
They ain't for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas talkin' 'bout,
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and niggas on songs with you trappin'
I you dressin' yourself and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' rented just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are because not the man
Low self-esteem, it in Lean, Xan every meal
You fuckin' weak and you your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause apparently you're doin' thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I know see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' and Supreme this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little with some nice sounds
This little want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk your shit!)
I really the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the down?

now, nigga!
now, nigga!
now, nigga!

I'm not one
When it to a vision, I ain't got one
Rolling Stone gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I fuck them lessons
I join no gang, I said fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy crossed my
my first check and said fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you for?
Everybody lean, everybody gang
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still around with chains on, like
You ain't seen no shit like
You ain't seen no like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

the fuck right now?
What the right now?
What the right now?
the fuck right now?
What the fuck right
What the fuck right
What the right now? (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
the fuck right now?

Tell you I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot donuts
There go my ego, leggo my
Never sip syrup, shout my nigga
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
he pushin' that mayo, fuego
Respect you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost with you niggas like
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
I run with many 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, not my woadie
not my team, nigga, they bench-warmers
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as soon as I it
I run the
I do not got for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas
Neck heavy like bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the doors on my car doin' jump
My big bro Frankie got a
My brother Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, they
We all good, it's like
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you funny niggas back the fuck up!

I to add this
I sit in with a to do list
Proceed to do and acoustics, you
Sit and look at me feelin' foolish
Rollin' up and excuses, fuck it

them niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I just got one mothafuckin'
Why the fuck these niggas wanna look like me
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like you
Why the fuck these niggas like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell these they can die and suck a dick!
How was that?