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 to bring back!
They ain't ready for with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas '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 niggas on songs you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented 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' weak and you robbin' plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not to judge
apparently you're doin' your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I they see me
Your pants got a flood, a little bit
Oh you wearin' Vans and this season?
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A goonie with some 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 want the La Ferrari, but shit
you lower the price down?

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

I'm not one
When it to a vision, I ain't got one
Stone never gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I do college, I said fuck them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy my path
Cashed my first and said fuck depression, nigga
what you scared 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 seen no shit like mine
You ain't no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you I'mma go nuts
Niggas told me to up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
There go my ego, leggo my
sip syrup, shout my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
Respect you see him
Boy, last was a musical museum
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
I run with many 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? I don't fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, that's not my
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 time for opinions
They 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, with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the doors on my car doin' jacks
My big bro Frankie got a
My little brother 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 the fuck up!

I wanted to add
I sit in with a to do list
Proceed to do and 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 mothafuckin'
Why the fuck these niggas look like me now?
Why the fuck these wanna fuck a nigga like you now?
Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is actin' like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell these they can die and suck a dick!
How was that?