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

I hope you
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 followin' niggas on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some comments on
Oh shit, they are because 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
'Cause apparently doin' your thing
(Talk shit, Young 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 goonie with some nice sounds
This little 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
Can't you lower the price

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 fuck them lessons
I ain't join no gang, I said fuck weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy my path
Cashed my first and said fuck depression, nigga
what you scared for?
Everybody lean, everybody know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk with chains on, like
You ain't seen no like mine
You ain't no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

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

Tell you I'mma go nuts
told me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot donuts
There go my ego, my Eggo
sip syrup, shout my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't beef, let us know he can eat that bread
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
Respect you see him
Boy, last album was a museum
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
I don't run with many 'cause their walk is
mad at T
Where the tall freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck 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, loss, as soon as I moved it
I run the
I do not got time for niggas'
fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, don't want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, niggas useless
Neck heavy mothafuckin' bad news
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 got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
But of

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

I wanted to add
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 these niggas wanna look like me now?
Why the fuck these wanna fuck a nigga like you now?
Why the fuck these frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas actin' niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell these they can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?