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 for what we 'bout to bring back!
They ain't for Tyler 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' taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your on songs with you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not 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 fuckin' weak and you robbin' your
You got no plan, but I'm not here to judge
'Cause apparently you're your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I they 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 nice sounds
This 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 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 join no gang, I said fuck them weapons
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my first check and fuck depression, nigga
Nigga what you for?
Everybody lean, everybody gang
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around chains on, like
You seen no shit like mine
You ain't seen no dick like
(Naaaah, pause)

the fuck right now?
What the fuck right
the fuck right now?
What the right now?
What the fuck right
What the fuck right
What the fuck right (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
the fuck right 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
Never sip syrup, my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us he can eat that bread
he pushin' that mayo, fuego
Respect you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' always lost with you like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
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
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 niggas'
They fuckin' stupid, don't 'em, don't want 'em
I 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas useless
Neck heavy like mothafuckin' bad
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 got a Porsche
My little brother Taco got a
If you see 'em around me, 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 around and at me feelin' foolish
Rollin' up and excuses, fuck it

them niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I got one mothafuckin' question
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 they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas actin' like niggas ain't the of this shit?
Man I tell niggas they can die and suck a dick!
How was that?