Do It Right

Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right

Fuck award shows if the boy ain't at em
Had a bit of Apple but the name ain't Adam
Writing every eve cause my brain on spasm
Pen on automatic when I spray right at em
If we got a problem F'll leave you with a chasm
F be at they throat like the name was Adam
Titties at my cribbie, so I'm silly with the willy
Pull up on your biddie, she be all up on the dilly
Fickle for the pickle and you know you stacking nickels
Pennies for your thot and she know her ass a dime
Thot she struck gold when I told she was mine
Now F in her ribs cause he catch em in they prime

Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right

Fuego
She gone do it right if I, say so
Shenanigans might have to toss a, peso
Now we hitting MGM and I'm racking up and I'm stacking up
Man you can call it Play-Doh
Don't play though if you want to try me
They won't find a body
I'll leave it, right where I slumped you, this shit ain't hobby
I go hard, guess I'm erecting
Your girl in my section, we leaving
She want me the whole year, we at the Four Seasons
We bout to fuck up the sheets
She wish she had an umbrella cause she can feel the drops on her cheeks
Piping she can feel it in her feet
She won't tell her nigga that she ate up all this, lemme skeet

Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right

Gotta get that bag, yeah that green cash
Money machine man, burn it to ash ash
She not the loyal type, she want the half-half
Gonna go up top, and we gonna crash crash
Wait at the reception, my enemies wanna impress me
Elevated down, so see my friends not really friendly
You're acting like a boss, till it's 5PM it's traffic time
All I see is dollar signs, I can't see no stopping sign
We can only do it right, AD not the human type
I can't fall asleep at night, even when I take lean and sprite
All we do is stack it up and spend it all and make it back
No one really catching up so why should I keep looking back

Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Stack my money high I can't see the sky
Broke niggas talk about one wife
Rich niggas talk about one night
If I go to hell imma do it right