Luyện nghe bài hát What The Fuck Right Now (Freestyle 4 Remix)

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

I hope you
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' taxes
I hope you not you and your niggas on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' niggas 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 every
You fuckin' weak and you robbin' your
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're your thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' Vans and Supreme season?
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A goonie with some nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she coochie, kinda 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 lower the down?

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

I'm not one
When it to a vision, I ain't got one
Rolling Stone gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I fuck them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy crossed my
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 around with chains on, like
You ain't no shit like mine
You ain't seen no like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas told me to up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot donuts
go my ego, leggo my Eggo
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
don't want beef, let us know he can eat that 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
Here I come, glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run many 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with
That's not my homie, not my woadie
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 time for niggas'
They stupid, don't need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them useless
Neck heavy like 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 jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, they
We all good, it's FEMA
But of

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

I to add this
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 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' niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the originators of shit?
Man I tell these niggas they can die and a dick!
How was Cool?