Right One

I told them bitches
I'm the right one

And if it's smoke
Fuck it, ima tryna ignite sum
A Fine nigga over there I think I like Em
I'm grown ima tell em what it is ain't No surprising
Now knock this pussy out
Mike Tyson

Enticing
And nan hoes is fucking with me
Turned on ya song couldn't sing along
You sound like nothing to me
They steady asking for a feature
I told em nothing is free
I need my backends
From back then
When I ain't have a fee

Don't need a nigga for a check I got my Own bag
No need to book a stylist cause I got My own swag
I like the white
He take the brown
He off that cognac
I'm tryna take him home I wanna Know if he
Really on that

Standing on 10
Right or wrong if I love you then Count me in
You my twin
Only thing we diving is dividens
And The type of car that I like to Drive
It really depends
None of you bitches
Fucking with me I'm sorry who I Offend

I told them bitches
I'm the right one

And if it's smoke
Fuck it ima tryna ignite sum
A Fine nigga over there I think I like Em
I'm grown ima tell em what it is ain't No surprising
Now knock this pussy out
Mike Tyson

I told them bitches
I'm the right one

And if it's smoke
Fuck it ima tryna ignite sum
A Fine nigga over there I think I like Em
I'm grown ima tell em what it is ain't No surprising
Now knock this pussy out
Mike Tyson



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Writer(s): Ta'erielle Marion
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