Right Here Lyrics

It's that one fat nigga with the glasses That be dancin' and be rappin', that ain't

Cappin' That was trappin', never actin

She gon' fuck me with a passion, Shit She gon' smash and never pass me (I'm in that bag)

My spirit and my flesh been at war like it's Baghdad

I got married the same year my granny left my granddad

And it Fucked me up, but I'm past that, I light this wood

Dog gon' ask me if I'ma pass that, and I'm not though

My unc GD puttin' forks in the air like hi-los

She said that I'm her type, but I think she sent a typo

We came in with pita bread, she know how my guys roll (gyros)

Writin' songs in them notes, nigga, you like to write jokes

Focused and blessed, I been in a different bag

She want a piece of KB, but she never had a chance

If a nigga pull up wrong, he gettin' parked like a ramp

My brother was sellin', now he locked up sellin' stamps

Cartier on my bitch, Cartier on me also

They ask how I'm doin', I say, well, Fargo

Nigga talk crazy, he get jack, hardlowed

Bro pour line after line like a barcode

I'm Tired of gettin' asked if my glasses can get borrowed

I'ma make it and them same niggas gon' feel sorrow

I'ma put this meat on her grill, no need for charcoal

I be in a different pocket like I got on cargo

Big Za in this wood, no D-Low, baby, it's Larry

Bitch ask to suck some dick, I told her baby I'm married

Head so good, I put paper under her pillow, tooth fairy

White widow need a wax, it came in too hairy

I be with some young thugs, I be with a bunch of Jefferies

Bitch, it's the mafia, I feel just like Joe Pesci

Bro a draw his gun if this lil' nigga move sketchy

Niggas ain't playin' soccer, but this shit can get Messi