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 we 'bout to bring 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 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 with you
I hope you dressin' yourself and not niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' rented just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are you're not the man
Low self-esteem, it in Lean, Xan every meal
You fuckin' and you robbin' your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
apparently you're doin' your thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little with some nice sounds
This little groupie want the now
Yeah, she coochie, kinda dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk your shit!)
I want the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the down?

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

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

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

you dickheads I'mma go nuts
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
go my ego, leggo my Eggo
Never sip syrup, shout my Scoobie
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, glitter, portrait pictures
I run with many 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall freckled boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, not my woadie
not my team, nigga, they 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 heavy mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new one that I worked hard for
So the doors on my car doin' jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My brother Taco got a Beemer
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 wanted to add
I sit in room a to do list
Proceed to do and acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me foolish
Rollin' up and make excuses, it

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