Music Video
Uncle Murda - Right Now ft. Future
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Uncle Murda
Performer
Future
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Uncle Murda
Songwriter
Future
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metro Boomin
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
**** in the club right now
Blowin' on kush, gettin' money right now
**** wanna play right now
Got jewels, got cars, got shooters right now
[Verse 2]
Hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles
One hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles, ****
Coppin' the whips on these ****
Don't fuck with, don't fuck with, don't fuck with these ****
I ain't no love for these ****
No love for, no love for, no love for these ****
I just blow the cash on my young ho
I just blow some cash on my young ho
Fuckin' up this cash with my young ****
Fuckin' up a bag with my young ****
[Verse 3]
**** in the club right now
Bitches gettin' high on drugs right now
Got shooters on deck, I call Crips, call Bloods right now
Real **** back, I'm puttin' on for my hitters
We blow money, we throw money at strippers
**** in the trap right now
Whippin' it till it come back right now
I'm strapped right now
Even police get clapped right now
Break a whole brick down
Look at all of these baggies
I got your bitch on 5th Ave., I'm Daddy
[Verse 4]
Hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles
One hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles, ****
Coppin' the whips on these ****
Don't fuck with, don't fuck with, don't fuck with these ****
I ain't no love for these ****
No love for, no love for, no love for these ****
I just blow the cash on my young ho
I just blow some cash on my young ho
Fuckin' up this cash with my young ****
Fuckin' up a bag with my young ****
[Verse 5]
Oh, I just got some pounds from the plug
If you ain't gettin' money, you a dub
I'm lit right now
Bitch, recognize who you with right now
I'm the shit right now
Look at this flick of the wrist right now
This Audemars cost the price of a New York brick right now
Scheme on it, I'll drop a bag and get you hit right now
My bread right now, can't tell me I can't beat the feds right now
If Future don't trust you, bang, bang, hit you in the head right now
[Verse 6]
If Murda don't trust you, he gon' shoot you
Lil' Mexico don't trust you, we gon' shoot you
Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon' shoot you
Free Rowdy, bitch
Free Bobby, bitch
(Run up on a **** like bang, bang)
(Get you popped right now)
(Make a **** go meet 'Pac right now)
[Verse 7]
Hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles
One hundred shooters in the club, a hundred bottles, ****
Coppin' the whips on these ****
Don't fuck with, don't fuck with, don't fuck with these ****
I ain't no love for these ****
No love for, no love for, no love for these ****
I just blow the cash on my young ho
I just blow some cash on my young ho
Fuckin' up this cash with my young ****
Fuckin' up a bag with my young ****
[Verse 8]
If Murda don't trust you, he gon' shoot you
Lil' Mexico don't trust you, we gon' shoot you
Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon' shoot you
Headshots, trap money
The streets watchin', and they ain't trippin'
If money come this fast, I swear to God I'll never spend it
Written by: Future, Uncle Murda
