Get Right!

I know everybody be stickin' they hand out, yeah
I know how lame lil' buddy can get
You better watch when a young nigga flex
Numbin' the pain when I'm takin' these meds
Promise I won't cry this time
Baby, your love had me blind
Said that she wouldn't lie this time
No, I ain't pullin' up this time
Lil' buddy play, get hit with the .9
Schoolin' these niggas just like I'm a teacher
And I'm finna put 'em in line
Flex up, get right, these hoes so bold
And these days get cold
Baby, just listen, I ain't tellin' no lies
La-la-la, la-la-la, la

She know I'ma get up, get mine, baby, you know this for sure
No, I'm not flexin' for no hoe
These niggas gay, these niggas rainbow
She don't wanna beat it all up and go
She say slide through, like say no more
Big choppa on me, boy, better lay low
Won't dance with a nigga, I won't tango
Quit worryin' about me, better get a bankroll
Better get up in a bag, better get them pesos
And I'ma put heat to the fuck nigga nose
And that's just how life gon' go
We don't melt, we don't break, we don't bend, we don't fold
And all that fu' shit so old, I just came in with a whole damn MAC
Yeah, you stood on me way back
Fuck that nigga, look where I'm at
So that's a shame
I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah
That's not fair, but I don't care

She told me, "Let's go, Faygo"
Bae, I don't love you no more
But I know how lame lil' buddy can get
So you better watch how a young nigga flex
Numbin' the pain when I'm takin' these meds
Promise I won't cry this time
Baby, your love had my blind
Said that she wouldn't lie this time
No, I ain't pullin' up this time
Lil' buddy play, get hit with the .9
Schoolin' these niggas just like I'm a teacher
And I'm finna put 'em in line
Flex up, get right, these hoes so bold
And these days get cold
Baby, just listen, I ain't tellin' no lies



Credits
Writer(s): Burt Andre Dontrel
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