Right Now Lyrics

Aye, like woah, right now, right now

Aye, like woah, woah,

Aye, like woah, woah, woah

Ayy, girl, I got a couple bands on me right now

And I got a couple sticks on me right now

Them lil boys keep on talking tell them niggas pipe down

Mike Tyson with the 40, knock a nigga lights out

I ain't tryna ride your wave, boy, you know this my style

I'ma get it on my own, I don't need your handout

I can never fit in, I was born to stand out

Shots fired in the crowd, that's another man down

Ayy, a young nigga on some new shit

I ain't chasing after hoes, I'm chasing blueprints

I just made 10k off a blueprint

Since a youngin, I was always taught to do this

Nigga, I ain't never worried about niggas speaking bout me

He got cold feet, I bet the heater bring the freeze up out him

Nigga, I'ma run the play before they speak about it

Young fly nigga in my city, I can't leave without it

Ayy, ayy, like woah

I'ma pick her up and take her places on the road

I know you gonna stay, but sometimes you gotta go

There's money to be made, so I be trapping off the phone

Ayy, ayy, ayy, like woah

I ain't gotta talk and she gon' take off her clothes

She tryna put it on me, I don't even fuckin' know

Baby, bend it over, tryna see you on your toes

Ayy, girl, I got a couple bands on me right now

And I got a couple sticks on me right now

them lil boys keep on talking tell them niggas pipe down

Mike Tyson with the 40, knock a nigga lights out

I ain't tryna ride your wave, boy, you know this my style

I'ma get it on my own, I don't need your handout

I can never fit in, I was born to stand out

Shots fired in the crowd, that's another man down

Woah

Ayy, sippin' Casamigos, got her activated

She tryna go around the town and see some different places

She gon' pull up in a bucket, leave off in a spaceship

I swear that's the type of hoes that get no conversation

Ayy, you cannot talk to me

She gon' say fuck you, but she can't fuck with me, ayy

In a Benz, living comfortably

They be saying they gon' pop me, ain't no touching me, ayy

Ayy, ayy, like woah

I'ma pick her up and take her places on the road

I know you gonna stay, but sometimes you gotta go

There's money to be made, so I be trappin' off the phone

Ayy, ayy, ayy, like woah

I ain't gotta talk and she gon' take off her clothes

She tryna put it on me, I don't even fuckin' know

Baby, bend it over, tryna see you on your toes

Ayy, girl, I got a couple bands on me right now

And I got a couple sticks on me right now

Them lil boys keep on talking tell them niggas pipe down

Mike Tyson with the 40, knock a nigga lights out

I ain't tryna ride your wave, boy, you know this my style

I'ma get it on my own, I don't need your handout

I can never fit in, I was born to stand out

Shots fired in the crowd, that's another man down, woah

Ayy, ayy, like woah

Woah, ayy, like, woah

Woah, woah, oh oh, ayy, like woah

Ayy, ayy, like woah

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