RIGHTHaND

Lyrics

[Intro] Listen up, listen up, listen up If you ain't a bad b, if you ain't a fly n*gga If you ain't know how to stack a figure, then turn this sh*t off bro This sh*t is not for you, y'know what im saying This music right here? This that- this that, run up into your local corner shop stain £1000 out the f*cking till music, y'know what im saying? This that- this that, run a red light music, y'know what im saying? That that- this that, start a fight music, y'know what im saying? More Bands on the f*cking Way, yeah? 2020 f*cking 4, y'know what im saying? Cobalt this that RIGHTHaND sh*t, yeah? Run that sh*t man [Chorus] I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush We pull up to the club, no fuss The bouncers can't put hands on us You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on) Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust [Verse 1] Spud my man it dont mean that I like man, I still find him sus 15 old with the toy on us, never know bout ToysRUs She ain't know this Osbatt, this ain't Avirex Big boy Bentley, BBW 5 Percent tint, barely see me coming through Tings undress man, then they gon neck man The ting that you're texting, won't text back No security, I still advise you get back This shit getting serious, my notes come red like a tampon period White girl on the pot, no Purrr or Period Nitties going delirious Bad gyal affi open that shit like a moshpit [Chorus] I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush We pull up to the club, no fuss The bouncers can't put hands on us You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on) Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust [Verse 2] I just made a play in Bangkok, wouldn't know that I used to sell crack rock I was number one, getting them packs gone Basically Neymar, playing for Santos Baby girl horned out, gave me a handjob Spanish girl free, I'll fuck when her dad's gone Sick bitch, stay in her throat, Gaviscon Got me the big bank roll, I'm on a roll I got that pack on me at the MOBO's I hope they ain't taking no photos Like who am i kidding?, they're taking their photos Julio hes so grown I stay with LB, that's Eddz and Chef I'm a southwest star and a crack rock chef AP, none of the girl are dead, gyal on me— [Chorus] I make bad gyal blush, baby girl dont rush We pull up to the club, no fuss The bouncers can't put hands on us You don't even wanna know what I got in the truck (Hold on) Hennesy closer to me than my right hand, right hand sippin' on tuss Bad gyal told me she need me, I like that even though it sound like lust