Right Now (Remix) [feat. Future, Fabolous & Jadakiss]

Hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies

One hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies, ****

If murder don't trust you, we gon' shoot you (Right now)

If Mexico don't trust you, we gon' shoot you (Right now)

Ya Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you (Right now)

If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon' shoot you

I'm still eating, I'm being greedy

I rather that than being needy

Camera man trying to TMZ me

Side piece trying to PND me

Right now I'm too cautious

Thirsty hoes get two Vosses

You with a loser, that's two losses

Dripping off me, I'm too saucy

Off white on a off night

Givenchy lay on a laundry day

Soft whites going off right

These diamonds shine like light bulbs

My shoe closet like flight club

Treat your ass like the athletes

Might hit it when I leave the night club

I don't trust them either, I don't blame Metro

Fuck with OG, not a lame retro

Told you from the get go, let's go, get go, get low

Couple **** betting against us, that's no bet though

**** no good

If Brooklyn don't trust you like what's up with son'

They throw bullets where I'm from make you cough up a lung

If ain't no bad bitches in there, I pull up with some

And right now I'm on some kush and a cup of something

Hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies

One hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies, ****

Coppin the whips on these ****

Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these ****

Ain't got no love for these ****

No love, no love, no love for these ****

I just blow the cash on my young hoe

I just blow some cash on my young hoe

Fucking up this cash with my young ****

Fucking up a bag with my young ****

Oh, I just ran off on the plug (twice)

If you ain't getting money, you a dub

I'm lit right now, Fab and Kiss on the remix right now

For a bag of bricks, I hit you like Rico hit Mitch right now

Got pills on me, got loud on me, got powder

She got a period so she want suck it for a hour

She nasty with it, want me to put it in her anus

She my Black Chyna, my Amber Rose, she's a stripper, I'ma make her famous

Got rollie, I ain't paid for piece hitting right now

Get the pyrex, get the baking soda, I'ma whip it right now

I'm what's up right now, I'm Fat Joe all the way up right now

If Future don't trust it, bang bang, I'ma shoot you up right now

If murder don't trust you, we gon' shoot you (Bang bang)

If Mexico don't trust you, we gon' shoot you (Bang bang)

Ya Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you (Bang bang)

If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon' shoot you

Yeah, I don't rep nothing like my ****, I'm neutral

D-Block, any conflict and I'm making it crucial

If Jada don't trust you then Kiss is gon' shoot you

Funeral on Tidal, the wake in on YouTube

What they do, they selling hard, puffing wet

Messing with the credit card, busting checks

Pumping in the jets, dumping off the Tec's

Hopping on the yachts, jumping off the jets, like

I just blow the cash on my young hoe

I just blow some cash on my young hoe

Fucking up this cash with my young ****

Fucking up some bands with my young ****

Hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies

One hundred shooters, undercover, hundred bodies, ****

Coppin the whips on these ****

Don't fuck, don't fuck, don't fuck with these ****

Ain't got no love for these ****

No love, no love, no love for these ****

Metro Boomin want some more, ****