Let Right

Let right
Let right
Let right
Let right
(Ayo DB! I'm messing with that man)

She need to let right
She don't even know how to fight
She get cash cause she knows how to pipe
She a freak treesh
And also in the sheets
No lovers just a lot of creeps
Why no love cause I want companionship
When I get a girl feels like I won a championship
Bethany Streaks, why you keep sending them
Same thing I be asking those long headed bums
That be on Snap. Taking selfies
And no love oh dear god please help me
Got girls pulled an uno reverse
And no girl how do I end this curse
Ms. Rodrigo well good 4 you
I hope you enjoy your new lover that's loving you
Way better than when I made mistakes
Then you threw me out the door while calling me a fake
You broke me down, broke my heart
Tore me to pieces, tearing me apart
Well screw you, I hope you get blasted in the face
By him and the gang when you get out of place
Drag you on the floor rip your whole face off
Threw you in the truck to cut your whole limbs off
Broken heart DB I really really I wanna fight
Because she wanna sit there and lie, she need to let right

Let right
Smoke and vape like Tate
And being unhealthy nah that's not a debate, uh
Let right
High snap score like Brianna
And she still get a lot of meat no wonder
Let right
Strip pole dancing in the club
And the single guys still sitting down watching hub
Let right
She need to let right, no wonder why she not my type
Let right
Smoke and vape like Tate
And being unhealthy nah that's not a debate, uh
Let right
High snap score like Brianna
And she still get a lot of meat no wonder
Let right
Strip pole dancing in the club
And the single guys still sitting down watching hub
Let right
She need to let right, no wonder why she not my type

She need to let right



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Writer(s): Octavian Moore
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