Right Now
Im just trynna live right now
Im just trynna live right now
Better watch my drip don't drown
Watch my drip
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
Gotta black back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Went to the mall bought some retro 6s
put it on wax if I said it I meant it
Couldn't be a rap nigga I am to authentic
Smokin heavy in a glass house
Feel I'm boutta pass out
I don't know shorty but her ass out
Say u need a feature nigga go to the bank then hit the ATM get the cash out
Shit can get muddy you fuck up my money
Niggas gon ride for me cuz I'm a hunnid
If you about it well fuck it then run it
6'4 trynna fight me get shot in your stomach
Did it by myself you can suck my dick
How you smile in my face and try to fuck my bitch
I just made a quick check onna pre-sale nigga it's lit
32 and he still work retail
Girl your man is a bitch
Girl your man is a bitch
Girl your man is a
Bitch
I ain't a runner
I'm super hot like the summer
Shout out to nelk lil bitch I'm doing numbers
Hop out Ferrari's and hop in a hummer
Got all these footballs bitch I ain't no punter
Did alotta wrong shit I'm trynna change my life
If you knew what I'd seen as a teen oh my
Momma still wonder why I like to say so high
Have u seen a dead body it could change your life
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Rob me we gonna hit your house
Blowing up I'm the same old nigga
But we ain't dealing with the repo now
Punch it Run it
Wrap up the brick in seran
The packages come from Japan
Uber yo gurl
I got this bitch on demand
I Know what she want
Her world in the palm of my hands
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
Gotta black back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Went to the mall bought some retro 6s
put it on wax if I said it I meant it
Couldn't be a rap nigga I am to authentic
Smokin heavy in a glass house
Feel I'm boutta pass out
I don't know shorty but her ass out
Say u need a feature nigga go to the bank then hit the ATM get the cash out
Shit can get muddy you fuck up my money
Niggas gon ride for me cuz I'm a hunnid
If you about it well fuck it then run it
6'4 trynna fight me get shot in your stomach
Im just trynna live right now
Better watch my drip don't drown
Watch my drip
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
Gotta black back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Went to the mall bought some retro 6s
put it on wax if I said it I meant it
Couldn't be a rap nigga I am to authentic
Smokin heavy in a glass house
Feel I'm boutta pass out
I don't know shorty but her ass out
Say u need a feature nigga go to the bank then hit the ATM get the cash out
Shit can get muddy you fuck up my money
Niggas gon ride for me cuz I'm a hunnid
If you about it well fuck it then run it
6'4 trynna fight me get shot in your stomach
Did it by myself you can suck my dick
How you smile in my face and try to fuck my bitch
I just made a quick check onna pre-sale nigga it's lit
32 and he still work retail
Girl your man is a bitch
Girl your man is a bitch
Girl your man is a
Bitch
I ain't a runner
I'm super hot like the summer
Shout out to nelk lil bitch I'm doing numbers
Hop out Ferrari's and hop in a hummer
Got all these footballs bitch I ain't no punter
Did alotta wrong shit I'm trynna change my life
If you knew what I'd seen as a teen oh my
Momma still wonder why I like to say so high
Have u seen a dead body it could change your life
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Rob me we gonna hit your house
Blowing up I'm the same old nigga
But we ain't dealing with the repo now
Punch it Run it
Wrap up the brick in seran
The packages come from Japan
Uber yo gurl
I got this bitch on demand
I Know what she want
Her world in the palm of my hands
Keep cool gotta lay low widdit
I'm just trynna live right now
Styrofoam pour some faygo in it
Take a sip of the shit might drown
Gotta black back pack wit some bank rolls in it
Went to the mall bought some retro 6s
put it on wax if I said it I meant it
Couldn't be a rap nigga I am to authentic
Smokin heavy in a glass house
Feel I'm boutta pass out
I don't know shorty but her ass out
Say u need a feature nigga go to the bank then hit the ATM get the cash out
Shit can get muddy you fuck up my money
Niggas gon ride for me cuz I'm a hunnid
If you about it well fuck it then run it
6'4 trynna fight me get shot in your stomach
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Writer(s): Connor Dayne
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