Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, you could see us
Before we was electric, that was Prius
Before we dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream of
'Cause be honest, you didn't ever think that this could be us
Now watch me 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 what up? (I'm the motherfucker)
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, kept telling us no
But now they open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers what up? (and say motherfuckers)

I sing a pop song, I rap a rock
I sing a-club-banging, song
I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like popcorn
Now watch me getting like 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 same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker 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 open up the doors we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say 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 across the dashboard
Is this the life I for? Well fuck it man of course it is
I just needed a mic and a I could play on
This my playground, I'm Harold with a crayon
Now how the drought so cold, no
No limit 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', street name is Wit It'
sure you tramp stamp it so I know I still get it
Am I a sellout? 'Cause show I sell out
I hang around fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out
Middle finger to the haters, tell em 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, they telling 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?)