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 we 'bout to bring back!
They ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
is niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' 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' niggas on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some comments on
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' your
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
Your pants got a flood, a little bit
Oh you wearin' and Supreme this season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A goonie with some nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go now (Talk your shit!)
I really want the La Ferrari, but
you lower the price down?

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

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

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

Tell you I'mma go nuts
told me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
There go my ego, leggo my
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, album was a musical museum
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 don't fuck niggas
not my homie, that's not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, they
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as soon as I it
I run the
I do not got time for opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them useless
heavy like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' with a
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the doors on my car doin' jump
My big bro got a Porsche
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 back the up!

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

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