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

I you stackin'
I hope you some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' opinions on fashion
I hope cars 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, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You fuckin' 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
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little with some nice sounds
This groupie want 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 come to a vision, I 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
Cashed my check and said fuck depression, nigga
what you scared for?
Everybody lean, gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk with chains on, like
You ain't seen no like mine
You ain't seen no like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

What the fuck right
What the fuck right
the fuck right now?
What the right now?
What the fuck right
What the fuck now?
What the fuck right now? (These niggas even understand! Goddamn, man!)
What the fuck now?

you dickheads 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, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us he can eat that bread
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
Respect you see him
Boy, last was a musical museum
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run with many 'cause their walk is
mad at T
Where the tall freckled boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
not my homie, that's 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 for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them useless
Neck heavy mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a
My little brother got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
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
Proceed to do and 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 question
Why the fuck these niggas wanna look like me
Why the these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like you now?
Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag runnin' with?
Why the fuck is actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell these they can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?