Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
we was electric, well that was Prius
Before we ever it here, it's nothing to dream of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever that this could be us
Now watch me shaking hands on the in demand
Sliding right like you seeing me on thin air
I'm wild for the night, got no plans on getting
You Instagraming 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, kept telling us no
But now they open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the room and say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

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

See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker what up)
And if you're 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 say motherfuckers what up? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Taurus, yes,
Waving at some while they scream their favorite choruses
Now forward, my song flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I asked Well fuck it man of course it is
I needed a mic and a stage I could play on
This life's my playground, I'm Harold a crayon
Now how the drought so cold, no
No size on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better bruh, dominate Federer
But if you don't like my lyrics send a to the editor
His address is 'Fuck You', name is 'Deal Wit It'
sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a 'Cause every show I sell out
I hang around with fans 'til they tell me to get the out
finger to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel that let me you say what up!

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