Right Now (feat. Jordan & OGF Kas)
Won't stop till I dance in the Balmain
Ring ring that's your girl on the hotline
I don't want no ring but imma sweep her
Gave her back to the streets they can keep her
Money got me walking with a limp limp
Desecrate the bag I gotta bust
Get the Queen Elizabeth a must
Ain't no dirty money out the mud
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Got a sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Yo
You niggas funny...
Who finna stop my hustle? Nobody
Who finna fuck with me, man who finna give me trouble? Nobody
Who finna run my show, who finna pop my bubble? Nobody
Who bag not gon stop, who shit not gon fumble? Me
I know what life about. But I got a big ego
Imma drip no migo
Cause I'm all about the C Notes
Got the vision no deebo
Yeah I'm in the league bro
I want a bad bitch like Shego
No Ceelo but she better bout the green bro
I told niggas imma black beetle
But they never get the point imma get a needle
Gimme a bag and I'm packing it
Gimme a beat and I'm slapping it
You know my flow is immaculate
Fuck around and imma damage it
I got the charm like an amulet
I be the bomb, Iraq
I got the juice, ciroq
Y'all niggas got me tripping if you thinking
I be playing with these niggas imma knock a nigga with a rock
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Gotta sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again? damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Niggas is lames
While They in it for fame
I'm just tryna get paid
Like who run the game?
You ain't on my level
Then fuck out my face
Like fuck what you say
You tried to tax me
But you minimum wage
Can't do the beef i need Ms on my plate
I'm shitting on you its the onions i ate
I'm getting chicken like pasta
I got it locked like a rasta, shotta
Balling on niggas, ibaka
Top of the league, got your girl on my roster
If he talk shit i amma drop him
Pass me the stick like a zit i might pop him
Might send his ass to the doctor
Boy was a virgin but atleast he can say he got fucked by my choppa
If I'm in the spot thirty gz on me
Aiming at ya top got a beam on green
Bitch i been toting heat
What the fuck do you mean
Put the metal to ya teeth
Aint thinking shit sweet
Like nah
Fuck with me niggas gon die
Like huhhh?
Rah
Pull up i put you in the sky
Bah
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Gotta sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again? damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Niggas is lames
Who finna stop my hustle
Ring ring that's your girl on the hotline
I don't want no ring but imma sweep her
Gave her back to the streets they can keep her
Money got me walking with a limp limp
Desecrate the bag I gotta bust
Get the Queen Elizabeth a must
Ain't no dirty money out the mud
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Got a sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Yo
You niggas funny...
Who finna stop my hustle? Nobody
Who finna fuck with me, man who finna give me trouble? Nobody
Who finna run my show, who finna pop my bubble? Nobody
Who bag not gon stop, who shit not gon fumble? Me
I know what life about. But I got a big ego
Imma drip no migo
Cause I'm all about the C Notes
Got the vision no deebo
Yeah I'm in the league bro
I want a bad bitch like Shego
No Ceelo but she better bout the green bro
I told niggas imma black beetle
But they never get the point imma get a needle
Gimme a bag and I'm packing it
Gimme a beat and I'm slapping it
You know my flow is immaculate
Fuck around and imma damage it
I got the charm like an amulet
I be the bomb, Iraq
I got the juice, ciroq
Y'all niggas got me tripping if you thinking
I be playing with these niggas imma knock a nigga with a rock
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Gotta sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again? damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Niggas is lames
While They in it for fame
I'm just tryna get paid
Like who run the game?
You ain't on my level
Then fuck out my face
Like fuck what you say
You tried to tax me
But you minimum wage
Can't do the beef i need Ms on my plate
I'm shitting on you its the onions i ate
I'm getting chicken like pasta
I got it locked like a rasta, shotta
Balling on niggas, ibaka
Top of the league, got your girl on my roster
If he talk shit i amma drop him
Pass me the stick like a zit i might pop him
Might send his ass to the doctor
Boy was a virgin but atleast he can say he got fucked by my choppa
If I'm in the spot thirty gz on me
Aiming at ya top got a beam on green
Bitch i been toting heat
What the fuck do you mean
Put the metal to ya teeth
Aint thinking shit sweet
Like nah
Fuck with me niggas gon die
Like huhhh?
Rah
Pull up i put you in the sky
Bah
And I want Ms on Ms on Ms
Gotta sweet tooth for the chocolate
Boy if you ain't talking cash, then it's on to the exit
Man I took yo girl again? damn on to the next bitch
Derek Jeter to the bank make a deposit
Good things follow when you wait but I want the bag right now
Pay day ain't too far away but I want the bag right now
Doctor looked inside my brain told me I want the bag right now
I ain't got too much to say except I want the bag right now
Niggas is lames
Who finna stop my hustle
Credits
Writer(s): Edgar Robin Albers, Johannes D Dieter Kranenburg, Michel Rozenbroek, Aliaune Thiam, Maurice Huismans, Giorgio Tuinfort, Jorrit J Ter Braak
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