Right Thing

I hate you

(Oh)
Yeah, I don't got time for the fighting (nah)
Yeah, junkie pussy bitches tryna fight me (hold on)
I'm on magazines, I'm in writings
Yeah, got the right things, got the right things (cheques)
Yeah, I just need a Sprite with no ice please
Yeah, think I ain't the king then get your eyes cleaned
Yeah, think because I'm nice that you'll get nice things
Yeah, please don't get it twisted you aint wifey
Yeah, you don't even know me you won't like me (yuh, yeah)
We are not the same, you ain't like me hold on
Imma take your chain in front your girl
I take a flick and post a pic and you can check it like it's Nike
Smooth on the beat, I got Vaseline
Yeah, I come packed with lines like it's Medellin
Like you ain't know about it till' I put you on
Yeah, you ain't know designs or the finer things
Uh, chilling on the beat like a kickback
Yeah, she just found her feet I brought the kick back
I don't wanna hear you speak until you get a Tic Tac
I'm a different person when the colour of my fit's black
I'm a different chocolate, she top it off with her noggin'
The sloppy toppy was godly, monogamous ain't a option
He said that he had a problem so tell me how you gon solve it bro
You ain't gon' solve shit bro, yeah

I ain't gon' call back
Face first road, got him eating out the tarmac
Yeah, chain on dumbass (yeah)
Take him out the picture he don't need to know the context
Yeah I ain't gon' call back
Face first road, got him eating out the tarmac (oh)
Yeah, chain on dumbass (yeah)
Take him out the picture he don't need to know the context

Take your turns bro talk shit
I ain't finna waste my words on a dumb bitch
Vision too clear, got it tatted on my conscious
Step with fear, got a sign up reading caution, shh, I was talking
Chilling on the roof heard you bitches in the basement
Never out of gas steady puffing in the spaceship
Said you make cash but you never show the payslip
My independent bitch she got the money like a bakery
If they saw the lick I give a cut and they don't say shit
If he slipping up they'll get the strap up with the grey clip
You done spend your money faster than you getting paid bitch
Take this paper come with me and we can take a day trip
No one cares about your shit dawg
Mmm, I won't listen if you ain't up on my level (le-, level)
No one cares if you're not rich dawg
Mmm, I know who I am and I will ever settle (se-, settle)
Working on yourself you getting better (be-, better)
Double shift, I know you tryna get the cheddar (che-, cheddar)
Lemme put you in a Birkin get you fed (fe-, fed)
Afterwards I'll take you home and get you wetter (we-, wetter)
The room gon fit a lobby got the gang up in the car
The Subaru an undercover, fuck her up under the covers
I didn't hear about your posse, keep on talking like a shawty
Puck it up I'm playing hockey, my brother don't get cocky

I ain't gon' call back yeah
Face first road, got him eating out the tarmac yeah
Chain on dumbass, yeah
Take him out the picture he don't need to know the...



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Writer(s): Aurpan Kar
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