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 goober
They ain't ready for what we 'bout to back!
ain't ready for Tyler with the green hat!
They ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas talkin' 'bout,
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I you puttin' some 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 yourself and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You weak and you robbin' your plug?
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're doin' your
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
pants got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little goonie with some nice
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda 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 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 said fuck lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck them
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my first check and said fuck depression,
what you scared for?
Everybody lean, gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, walk around with chains on, like
You ain't no shit like mine
You ain't seen no dick mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you dickheads go nuts
Niggas told me to up
So I to a V10
I'm in a lot doin' donuts
go my ego, leggo my Eggo
Never sip syrup, shout my nigga
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that
'Cause he pushin' mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last album was a 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 walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white at? 'Cause I don't fuck with 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 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, dead weight, them niggas useless
Neck heavy like bad news
to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback
I got a new white one I worked hard for
So the doors on my car jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, it's FEMA
But of

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

I to add this
I sit in room a to do list
Proceed to do and acoustics, you
Sit and look at me feelin' foolish
up and make excuses, fuck it

Fuck niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I just got one mothafuckin'
Why the fuck these niggas wanna like me now?
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a nigga like you
Why the fuck these niggas like 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 they can die and a dick!
How was Cool?