Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
we was electric, well that was Prius
Before we ever dreamt it here, it's to dream of
'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that this be us
Now watch me hands on the carpet in demand
hard right like you seeing me on thin air
I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free
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 talking to the crew, better know you ain't 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 a pop song, I rap a rock song
I a-club-banging, make-them-panties-drop song
I'm show time, I keep it like some popcorn
Now watch me getting money a motherfuckin' dot com
This just how you
When you see me in city
It's like everywhere I go, fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, they all my name
But I told you if you know me then you know I never

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 ain't wit us)
Did it on our own, they kept us no
But now open up the doors wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers up? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's like I'm still a kid in the of the Ford Taurus, yes,
Waving at drivers while they scream their favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I asked Well fuck it man of course it is
I just needed a mic and a stage I could on
life's my playground, I'm Harold with a crayon
Now how the drought so cold, no
No size limit on greatness,
Only better bruh, dominate like Federer
But if you like my lyrics send a letter to the editor
His address is You', street name is 'Deal Wit It'
Make sure you tramp stamp it so I I still get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause show I sell out
I hang around with fans 'til tell me to get the hell out
Middle 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 what up? (motherfucker 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, 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 what up?)