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 ain't ready for we 'bout to bring back!
They ain't ready for Tyler with the hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas talkin' 'bout,
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 with you
I hope you dressin' yourself and not niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars you drivin' ain't rented 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' and you robbin' your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause apparently doin' your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I know see me
Your pants got a flood, a bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' Vans and this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie with nice sounds
This groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, 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 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 no gang, I said fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, crossed my path
Cashed my first check and fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you scared
lean, everybody gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still around with chains on, like
You ain't seen no like mine
You ain't seen no dick like
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
There go my ego, my Eggo
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
Respect you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost with you niggas like
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, portrait
I don't run with many 'cause their is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, that's not my
not my team, nigga, they 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 for niggas' opinions
They stupid, don't need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're weight, them niggas useless
heavy like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' a hunchback
I got a new white one I worked hard for
So the doors on my car doin' jump
My big bro got a Porsche
My little brother Taco got a
If you see 'em around me, they
We all good, it's like
But of

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

I to add this
I sit in with a to do list
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me foolish
Rollin' up and excuses, fuck it

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