Right Now lyrics

[Intro]

(Twysted Genius, baby)

(Ant Chamberlain, that's a hundred points)

I just gotta warm up

Ayy, uh

[Chorus]

Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out

You could see me like 3D

Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone

He move shit like it's Ouija

I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on

No, these niggas can't see me

And I rock Chanel, so much double C's

Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me

Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though

She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho

Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though

Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though

Pussy gotta be bald like Common head

Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense

'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block

Bet we'll slide with tint

[Verse 1]

Hit the opp block, bet we slide with tint

They done slid once, they ain't been sliding since

Good pussy so I might just slide the Benz

I got good dick, she don't wanna slide her friends

You a lame, better come on my side to win

I'll pop my shit for the freeski, uh

I signed a deal, I made more than a mil'

It ain't go to my head, no BC

And she give me thot vibes, she treeshy

Probably would've fucked once but she creepy

She don't fuck, I'ma palm her like she Keke

Give her five to the face just 'cause she need it

Got my nieces, Raeyah, England, and that's Tete

I'm a reaper like I'm Reese

Know I'd probably feel better if they all be dead

They talking down, we want all they head

Want 'em dead, get 'em ghost like Casper

Yeah, it's true I was broke before I was a rapper

But I was still fucking your bitch, had your bitch in the back of the back

Give her dick, you could ask her

Would've ran laps but I got asthma

Started Off White lows now designer my fashion

I feel better when I'm getting cash in

Follow my drip, do that with a passion

[Chorus]

Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out

You could see me like 3D

Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone

He move shit like it's Ouija

I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on

No, these niggas can't see me

And I rock Chanel, so much double C's

Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me

Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though

She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho

Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though

Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though

Pussy gotta be bald like Common head

Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense

'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block

Bet we'll slide with tint

[Verse 2]

Hit the opp block, now they dead, pop they head

Brodie been going fed, he see red

I be on stone time, cop a sled

He wanna talk a lot, call him Ted

And I got a couple racks that I could shred

I done did it hundred times

I had fifty inside of my Glick

Now a nigga went up and my clip hold a hundred rounds

Won't trade a dime for a penny, hit a hundred dimes

Say she wanna eat at Beni's, know she out of line

She don't act right, she gon' be out of time

I'ma kick her out of my whip, I ain't even lying

And she look at me like, "Damn boy, you fine"

Get off the yak and she on demon time

I let her nut first and she be fine

We go again, she cum a second time

When I slide, I got two keys

Red or the red, I don't do black

True that a nigga got rich

But you get out of line, I'll beat a nigga blue black

And he hatin' ass nigga I knew that, ayy

But hatin' don't get no money

Hang 'round nine broke niggas, you'll be the tenth one true shit

No, I ain't no dummy

[Chorus]

Said I need it right now, you cut all of the lights out

You could see me like 3D

Hit bro on a trap phone, I know he get a pack gone

He move shit like it's Ouija

I do shit with a mask on, like fuck it, let's get this task on

No, these niggas can't see me

And I rock Chanel, so much double C's

Would've thought I was crip, but these niggas wanna be me

Burberry, I ain't havin' no baby though

She wanna fuck but I know she a crazy ho

Give her dick, know I probably could drive her Miss Daisy though

Born in 2000, I'm dope like the 80's though

Pussy gotta be bald like Common head

Give me head first, bitch, I thought that was common sense

'Fore I slide in the fishbowl, I'll cop a rental, hit the opp's block

Bet we'll slide with tint