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

I hope you
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' your
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope cars that you drivin' ain't rented just 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' your
You got no plan, but I'm not here 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' Vans and Supreme this
lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A goonie with some nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it the go-kart, go SKRRT 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 said fuck them
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck them
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my check 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 walk with chains on, like
You ain't seen no shit mine
You ain't seen no dick mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you dickheads I'mma go
Niggas told me to up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
There go my ego, my Eggo
sip syrup, shout my nigga Scoobie
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 musical
Somethin' always lost with you niggas like
Neeson, boy, you run
I come, snortin' 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
not my homie, that's not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, 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 niggas'
They fuckin' stupid, need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, dead weight, them niggas useless
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, walkin' with a
I got a new white one that I hard for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro got a Porsche
My little Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, eatin'
We all good, it's FEMA
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you funny niggas back 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
up and make excuses, fuck it

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