Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, you could see us
Before we was electric, well was Prius
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think this could be us
Now watch me hands on the carpet in demand
Sliding hard right you seeing me on thin air
I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free
You were you and now you're Instagraming me

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (I'm the same motherfucker)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

I a pop song, I rap a rock song
I a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop song
I'm time, I keep it poppin' like some popcorn
Now watch me money like a motherfuckin' dot com
just how you know
When you see me in city
It's everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, they all chanting my
But I told you if you know me you know I never change

See me walk up in the room, I'm the motherfucker what up? (motherfucker what up)
And if you're talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, kept telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes,
Waving at some drivers while they scream favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my song flashes across the
Is this the life I asked for? Well it man of course it is
I just a mic and a stage I could play on
This life's my playground, I'm Harold with a
Now how the so cold, no shrinkage
No limit on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting bruh, dominate like Federer
But if you don't like my lyrics send a letter to the
His address is 'Fuck You', street name is Wit It'
Make sure you tramp stamp it so I know I get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause every show I out
I hang around with fans 'til tell me to get the hell out
finger to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel let me hear you say what up!

See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker what up)
And if talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, they telling us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)