Right Now (feat. Bossman Dlow & Lil Wet)

Look

DT in this motherfucker, man

Trap open, fully loaded, but ain't no deals right now

I got 'bows, baking soda, but ain't no pills right now

I'm bringin' back that gangster shit 'cause it ain't no real right now

My lil' dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

Trap open, fully loaded, but ain't no deals right now

I got 'bows, baking soda, but ain't no pills right now

I'm bringin' back that gangster shit 'cause it ain't no real right now

My lil' dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

I had to cut some **** off 'cause you can't take everybody with you

I knew this shit was gon' pay off, just handle up and stay consistent

I ride with baby Draco on me, you can tell by the way it's kickin'

Dog shit, I keep it on me, swap that AP for the Richard (Richard, Richard, Richard)

And for that munyun, she come quicker

Glizzy got fifty-round drum-yun, I say fuck it, I'm gon' blick 'em (Blick 'em, blick 'em, blick 'em)

And 'bout my dogs, I go the distance

Dropped a fifty in Bal Harbour, I walked out of Prada glitchin'

Trap open, fully loaded, but ain't no deals right now

I got 'bows, baking soda, but ain't no pills right now

I'm bringin' back that gangster shit 'cause it ain't no real right now

My lil' dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

Trap open, fully loaded, but ain't no deals right now

I got 'bows, baking soda, but ain't no pills right now

I'm bringin' back that gangster shit 'cause it ain't no real right now

My lil' dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

****, uh

My trap open, it ain't never closed, ****, yeah

Hundred 'bows and a bunch of loads, **** (Yeah)

Big Za, yeah, yeah

If juggin' was a sport, I'm MVP, **** (Jugg, jugg)

We gettin' chicken, my right pocket on KFC, **** (Real chicken, ****)

Apply that pressure, kill 'em dead, rest in peace, **** (Kill 'em dead, ****)

Me and Danny, trap slammin', real street **** (Trap)

I got some young **** ain't gon' play with you, they gon' do it (Rrrt)

She knew I was a Florida boy soon as she seen the Cuban

The police get behind me and hit the siren, I'ma lose it (Yoom)

Real trap ****, it's a dope boy movement (****, Big Za)

Trap open, fully loaded, but ain't no deals right now

I got 'bows, baking soda, but ain't no pills right now

I'm bringin' back that gangster shit 'cause it ain't no real right now

My lil' dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

What it is? (Brrt)

What it ain't?

What it is? (Let's go, let's go, let's go)

What it ain't?

What it is?

What it ain't?

Let's do it

Brrt, brrt

We like fast cars and parkin' AMGs (Yeah, yeah)

I got enough to buy the block and feed the streets (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Growin' up, my favorite letters PNC and ARP (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)

I can tell by that fake that these **** really creep (Let's do it)

I keep on buyin' wigs, I'm sorry I cheated on you, boo (Let's do it, let's do it)

Fuck cheese, my pockets look like I stuffed it with a shoe (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)

Don't leave my messages on read, got money comin' out the blue (Let's do it, let's do it)

Double-R, I got her hangin' out the motherfuckin' roof (Brrt)

Don't piss me off, I got a button behind the 17

Get money, my mama told me eat my collard greens

Jump out in that wide-body, that money, bitch, I'll slide 'bout it

My brother, I slap fives 'bout him, them bitches, they gon' cry about me

Yeah

What it is?

What it ain't?

What it is?

What it ain't?

What it is?

What it ain't?

Let's do it

Brrt, brrt