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 ready for Tyler with the green hat!
ain't ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I hope you
I you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your taxes
I you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars you drivin' ain't rented just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You fuckin' weak and you robbin' plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not to judge
'Cause apparently you're doin' your
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I they see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you wearin' and Supreme this season?
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A little with some nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it match the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk shit!)
I really want the La Ferrari, but
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 them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said them weapons
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my first check and said depression, nigga
what you scared for?
Everybody lean, gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with on, like
You ain't seen no shit mine
You ain't no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

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, shout my Scoobie
don't want beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he that mayo, fuego
when you see him
Boy, last was a musical museum
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
I come, snortin' glitter, portrait pictures
I don't run with 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the freckled 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, bitter loss, as as I moved it
I run the
I do not got time for opinions
They fuckin' stupid, need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, dead weight, them niggas useless
Neck heavy like 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 Frankie got a
My brother Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, eatin'
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 room a to do list
to do and play acoustics, you
Sit around and at me feelin' 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 wanna fuck a nigga like you now?
Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like niggas 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 that?