Right Time

I'ma cop me a Bach at the right time
Niggas know I ain't been in the right mind
Come and get the little thot because she ain't mine
Making music but in school at the same time
Trying to blow and I won't wait because I hate lines
Ice bitting on my wrist like a k-9
Hitting niggas with the stick like its game time
Niggas wishing they had bands just like mine

I gotta get Jimmy Choo's
Bottoms is red and my hundreds is blue
Okay skip to my Lou
Im fucking her sick because it's wet like some soup
And my closet is new
Bought a Mulsanne so I look like i'm cool
I keep a tool
For you

Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Handle my business do what I do
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Still ain't heard I'm proud of you
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
When I get up it's just me and the crew
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Nigga who the fuck is you

These niggas some haters
Im a flow rider like gator
I got your back ain't no trader
She is a hoe why you save her
The glock push you back like a taper
I am the king like a laker
All about my green, the paper
Stay with the dough
Baker

Running the town like a racetrack
If niggas don't like me then say that
Im fucking that hoe just for pay back
Givenchy my fit man they hate that
The lingo my nigga I made that
And I'm letting you know you can't say that

Gotta get it for sure
Drip to my toe
I ain't no hoe
Let's go Let's Go

I'ma cop me a Bach at the right time
Niggas know I ain't been in the right mind
Come and get this little thot because she ain't mine
Making music but in school at the same time
Trying to blow and I won't wait because I hate line
Ice bitting on my wrist like a k-9
Hitting niggas with the stick like its game time
Niggas wishing they had bands just like mine

And diamonds they hit in the light
Pour up some mud when Im drinking a sprite
Ain't no fox but all I do is swipe
Keep playing with me and you on the channel Five
Stuffed pockets is my wife
You hoeing me out and you losing your life
It's a fact that she catching the pipe
Then after that I gotta wave her bye

Bust out the brains in the coupe
I can never go against the grain like you do
I won't let no nigga play me like no damn fool
That's why I steady walk around with my damn tool

And I don't fuck with niggas like I did ooh
And yes I fucked with bitches said I didn't ooh
And its over couple bands I spent on shoes
Making money while I do what I do

Black diamonds they coming from Africa
Blunt fat so I had to go patch it up
If you ain't gang then hell nah you ain't matching up
For a thot ima have to go wrap it up
And at the show i'ma smile for the camera
Flipping the pack like a spatula
She suck me up like her name was Count Dracula
Is you down or you not can I count on you

I'ma cop me a Bach at the right time
Niggas know I ain't been in the right mind
Come and get this little thot because she ain't mine
Making music but in school at the same time
Trying to blow and I won't wait because I hate line
Ice bitting on my wrist like a k-9
Hitting niggas with the stick like its game time
Niggas wishing they had bands just like mine



Credits
Writer(s): Savion Russell
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