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

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' and not followin' niggas opinions 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, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You weak and you robbin' your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause you're doin' your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I they see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' and Supreme this season?
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little goonie with nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk 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 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 fuck lessons
I ain't join no gang, I fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, crossed my path
Cashed my check and said fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you for?
Everybody lean, everybody gang
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still around with chains on, like
You ain't seen no shit like
You seen no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
go my ego, leggo my Eggo
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat bread
'Cause he pushin' mayo, fuego
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 'cause walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? I don't fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, 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 soon as I it
I run the
I do not got for niggas' opinions
fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' a hunchback
I got a new white one I worked hard for
So the on my car doin' 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 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 foolish
Rollin' up and excuses, fuck it

Fuck niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I got one mothafuckin' question
Why the these niggas wanna look like me now?
Why the fuck 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 niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this
Man I tell niggas they can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?