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!
They ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is talkin' '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 on songs with you trappin'
I hope you yourself and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan every
You fuckin' weak and you your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause apparently you're doin' your
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I they see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' Vans and Supreme season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little with some nice sounds
This little groupie 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 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 said fuck lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck them
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my first check and said depression, nigga
Nigga you scared 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 shit mine
You ain't seen no like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas told me to up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot donuts
There go my ego, leggo my
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that
'Cause he pushin' mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last album was a musical
Somethin' lost 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, loss, as soon as I moved it
I run the
I do not got time for opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, don't 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas
Neck heavy like bad news
to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little brother got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, it's like
But of

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

I wanted to add
I sit in room a to do list
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 mothafuckin'
Why the fuck these wanna look like me now?
Why the fuck these wanna fuck a nigga like you now?
Why the fuck these frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they 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 that?