Right

Lyrics

[Intro] Grrr Hold up, bitch Uh, uh Yo [Verse] I had everything for sale Weed, rock, soft, put that money through that mail slot, dog (What you need, lord?) We had .40's on our drawls Bad bitches on my dick and you know I fucked them all, right? Right? (Right?) I'm living alright (Hmm) Now it's Versace on my ass Bitch, my boxers cost a car right (This cost a million, bitch) Yo, I'm at the mall like I need every red bottom, bitch, I gotta get my moms right (What you need, bitch?) Yo, I know they all tight They see a nigga winning and they wanna knock me off, right?(Hmm) Yo, bitch, this off white (It's off white) She was asking what it was You know that ain't my type of broad, right? (Right?) Right? (Right?) I'm on the broadway Riding 'round smoking weed Hitting fiends that [?] the car way All day (Straight up) Niggas was tweaking, riding 'round in a stolie But I just wanted a Rollie (I wanted a Rollie, nigga) Niggas hated I was broke Now I'm winning, bitch, I feel like I'm Kobe All these hoes be trying to fuck, thеse niggas saying they know me I swеar (I swear) I swear that shit is weird to niggas (It's weird) That's why I be sipping Rémy and be toting my blicker I swear I'mma catch a body over one of my niggas West told me to bust my gun, and I'm dumping at niggas Conway told me to bust my gun, then I'm dumping at niggas (Grrr) Benny told me to bust my gun, then I'm dumping at niggas I swear Yo, I could have made a million off the ave Just from serving nickel bags, that's how many licks I had, uh (Uh) They wonder how I got the kicks I had The work was pure, I was tryna see different math (Add it up, nigga) Those niggas just sit around on their ass And wonder why their math ain't adding up I had enough Spent all night bagging up Tryna get right, Lord knows I ain't living right But I'm living aight (I'm living aight) Yo, Lord knows I ain't living right (I'm with my baby, getting money, steady fucking my baby) But I'm living aight Staying live, staying free