Only Right

Slap this mash have the street lights flicker,

Juice gon spill from the tap of a finger,

She ask what I do she way to inner,

She don't know that im tryna get in her,

My browning thick,

Lighty slimma,

Shotgun come thick,

Bells come thinner,

Make man run when the wap get lift up, turn man sprinter,

Turn man runner

Shotgun shells gon spread like butter, this ain't no joke Chris tucker,

Man score goals like didier drogba, or slap this mash From far Paul pogba,

All about not3s cause lizzy my lover, still tryna make pounds euros dollars (€$), millys not hundreds,

In millys need hundreds,

Lemme keep it by hundred,

So many nights I struggled,

I suffered,

Only right now I'm lit,

Know I'm live in the bit,

In the booth 24s tryna write me a hit,

Know I'm star like vic,

In the motive got gyal them shaking a hip,

Old school days I was flying O I was taking trips, Tryna me a quid,

If you ain't on job tell a man step back

Tryna change my ways,

But how my supposed to get paid,

Same jugg different day,

Same jugg different date,

Around me I need real and not snake,

Around me I need the real no fake