Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now

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

I hope you
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' 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, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You fuckin' and you robbin' your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not to judge
apparently you're doin' your thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' Vans and Supreme this
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie with some nice
This little want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk shit!)
I really want the La Ferrari, but
Can't you lower the down?

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 said them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, crossed my path
Cashed my first 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 around with on, like
You ain't no shit like mine
You ain't seen no dick like
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you dickheads go nuts
told me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
There go my ego, leggo my
Never sip syrup, shout my Scoobie
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
when you see him
Boy, last album was a musical
always lost with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, portrait
I don't run with many 'cause their walk is
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I fuck with niggas
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 for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, need 'em, don't want 'em
I 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas useless
heavy like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' with a
I got a new white one I worked hard for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a
My brother Taco 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 a to do list
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me feelin'
up and make excuses, fuck it

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