Luyện nghe bài hát SMFWU

'Fore we was anything, 'fore you see us
Before we was electric, well was Prius
we ever dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream 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 like you 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 up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (I'm the same motherfucker)
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, kept telling us no
But now they open up the wherever we go
And now we walk up in the room and they say what up? (and they say motherfuckers)

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

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 know you fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us)
Did it on our own, kept 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? (motherfuckers what up?)

It's like I'm still a kid in the back of the Taurus, yes,
Waving at some drivers while scream their favorite choruses
Now fast forward, my song flashes the dashboard
Is the life I asked for? 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 limit on greatness, Dinklage
Only getting better bruh, dominate Federer
But if you don't like my lyrics a letter to the editor
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 I sell 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 that let me hear you say what up!

See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (motherfucker what 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 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 what up?)