Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

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

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker 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 wherever 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 song
I sing a-club-banging, song
I'm show time, I it poppin' like some popcorn
Now watch me getting like a motherfuckin' dot com
just how you know
When you see me in your
like everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me
Yes I'm on top of my game, all chanting my name
But I you if you know me then 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, they telling us no
But now they open up the 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 they scream their favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my flashes across the dashboard
Is this the life I asked for? Well fuck it man of it is
I just needed a mic and a I could play on
This life's my playground, I'm with a crayon
Now how the so cold, no shrinkage
No size on greatness, Dinklage
Only better bruh, dominate like Federer
But if you don't my lyrics send a letter to the editor
His address is 'Fuck You', street is 'Deal Wit It'
sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause every show I out
I hang around with fans 'til they tell me to get the out
Middle to the haters, tell em shut up
So if you feel that let me hear you say up!

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