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 ready for we 'bout to bring back!
ain't ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
is niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I hope you
I you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' opinions on fashion
I hope them that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, it in Lean, Xan every meal
You fuckin' and you robbin' your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not to judge
'Cause apparently you're doin' thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I they see me
Your pants got a flood, a bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' and Supreme this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie some nice sounds
This little groupie want the now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke 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 the price down?

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

I'm not one
When it to a vision, I ain't got one
Rolling Stone never 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
Cashed my first check and said fuck depression,
Nigga what you for?
Everybody lean, everybody know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with on, like
You ain't seen no shit mine
You ain't seen no dick like
(Naaaah, pause)

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

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

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

I wanted to add
I sit in room with a to do
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me feelin'
Rollin' up and make excuses, it

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