Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now

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

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' niggas on fashion
I them cars that you drivin' ain't 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 weak and you robbin' your plug?
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're doin' your
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I they see me
Your pants got a flood, a little bit
Oh you wearin' Vans and Supreme this
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie with some sounds
This little groupie the pipe now
Yeah, she coochie, kinda dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go now (Talk your shit!)
I really the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the price

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 said fuck them
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, crossed my path
Cashed my first check and fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you for?
lean, everybody gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with chains on,
You ain't seen no like mine
You ain't no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you dickheads 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, my nigga Scoobie
don't want beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
when you see him
Boy, last album was a musical
Somethin' always lost with you niggas Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
I come, snortin' glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run with many their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with
That's not my homie, that's not my
That's not my team, nigga, they
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, don't need 'em, don't 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them useless
Neck heavy like mothafuckin' bad
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I hard for
So the doors on my car jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
But of

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

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

them niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I just got one mothafuckin'
Why the fuck these niggas look like me now?
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga you now?
Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas the originators of this shit?
Man I tell niggas they can die and suck a dick!
How was that?