Get Right Lyrics

Yeah, gang, S-T, yeah get right, lil shorty yeah get right

Get right, yeah S-T, yeah get right

If you aint my gang , you want that feature, yeah pay that price

Me and my brothers be chasing that money, We shooting that dice , We do all night

ST stay up off your mind, keep on going, stay up on your grind

These bitches unacceptable, I can't even lie

They always tryna fuck with the gang, but they don't fall in line

ST and this bitch, I told these hoes don't waste my time

Getting right with my gang, smoking gas, ain't no pine

Summer coming up, yeah we bout to fuck it up

These niggas talking that trash, yeah they ass, yeah don't bring them up

These niggas tryna compete, yeah these niggas not better than us

Been doing this shit for years, yeah these niggas got a lot to catch up

You better know the name when ST come out

Middle finger to the haters, tell them haters watch they mouth

Shout out to my cousins, living that life in the south

I be in the booth, making music, tryna make it out

There's some niggas talking shit, they don't know what I'm about

I with my niggas getting right, we getting money, making routes

These bitches tripping, they always simping

Shawty come get right with the gang, you know you winning

Get right, yeah S-T, yeah get right

If you aint my gang, you want that feature, yeah pay that price

Me and my brothers be chasing that money, We shooting that dice , We do it all night

ST stay up off your mind, keep on going, stay up on your grind

I be booted in this bitch, I be cooling in this bitch

I ain't with that weird fake shit, shawty you dismissed

I ain't wasting my time on these shawties with they tricks

I'ma stick with my gang in the booth, making hits

Yea lil shawty come get right, come fuck with a real nigga

I know them niggas got you tight, why these niggas always clutching up their fists like they gon' fight

I don't really give a fuck, I knock that nigga out like Mike

Round 3 Fight Night

I've been speaking from my soul, I've been speaking from my heart

You really think I trust these hoes, fuck that shit I'm not gon' start

Hit the plug up, cop the weed, We bout to roll up

Me and my niggas be in this bitch, you know we bout to turn up

Yeah get right, yell up shawty, yeah get right

Yeah you chilling with the gang, popping bottles, yeah all night

I'm just chilling, I just wanna fun , I don't wanna fight

Yeah you chilling with ST, shawty you'll be alright

Get right, yeah S-T, yeah get right

If you aint my gang ,you want that feature, yeah pay that price

Me and my brothers we chasing the money, we shooting that dice, we do it all night

ST stay up off your mind, keep on going, stay up on your grind