Right now ft. $tone Tip Lyrics

Yeah

Alright

Aye

In the trap right now

With a Glock with a extension on it

Too many pounds round

So we always gotta bag up

Freak lil bitch

Told her bend it over

Back it up

Blowin' big woods in the club

Bitch I'm high as fuck

They ain't check me at the front

So you know I got it touch

Try one of my guys

You'll get ya head cussed

Hollow tips at your noggen

If you try to rush

Bag just touched down

You ain't gotta touch

Bitch you know it's a Fee

If you tryna fuck

Hoes Aint tryna get on grind

Gotta speak some facts

When we speak about mines

You know I'ma tax

If you tryna get a dime

Just relax

We ain't doin' no crimes

Aye

Nigga it's whatever

Before my brother got locked

He was on two tethers

Nigga

I'm a big stepper

Balenciagas on my shoes

These are not sketches

Put a bitch on the blade

You wanna come get her

If she charged for the pussy

I did not hit her

I only want the hoe

If she can make me richer

Yeah

Wood to the face

No cosign

I was on that block

With the front line

And I had to get up

On my grind

And these niggas

Try to take my damn shine

Badass bitch

With the thick tits

Hold on

She had to do a little dip

Me and my niggas

We don't trip

If she wanna cook

She go take a trip

Nigga she don't want you

She wanna be my bitch

I don't want the hoe

I'm tryna get rich

She seen the doors open

Now she tryna get in

Spanish lil hoe

Think she Puerto Rican

Tryna set the play

Bitch what was you thinkin'

Up the Glock

On them

Ain't no more thinkin

Zazs burnin

Got the Car Rican

Whisper in her ear

Like why is you even

Hornitos

In her system

Got the hoe singing

Tell your friend

I'm the one

She should believe in

Tasmanian devil

When we spend

Your block

Gone end up like ghost land

They start to pay attention

When we set trends

She said she wanna fuck

Gotta bring a friend

If she lookin' like

That's a plus then

Pussy gon' fart

When the back bend

Know we got the best

Prices tap in

Get it gone

Then get it back in

You lil niggas

Still ain't get a bag in

It's 2024

You niggas broke

But still laughin

Yeah

We really havin it

Bust a play down

Put a 20 in the cabinet

With that disrespectful shit

Me and my niggas not havin' it

Bust a nigga in his lip

He need a bandage

Plottin' on me and my niggas

To get you stabbed quick

Back in my city

All of my niggas

Keep ratchets

That weed that just

About to smoke

I been had it

Glock .44

Gotta blast it like a cannon