Get Right

Yung Lan on the track

Get right






Had to zip me a lil nigga, show him I'm official

They said I'm pussy, now they tryna play me like a killer

Talk like I'm retarded, I went put them diamonds in my dental

Money is my army, drop a bag when I get the feelin'

Shawty got me in my feelings, I couldn't get no ass (ass)

Johnny Blaze, got her mad, I ain't text her back (back)






But she just mad 'cause she sad with no fuckin' cash (bitch)

Ain't got no cash and she mad 'cause she fuckin' sad (let's go)






Slim chick, big ol' titties like she Tokyo (Jets)

When we flyin' out of state, they'll make it to a show

What I tell a nigga when he say that he want smoke

Yeah, with youngin' askin' do I want Capone’s out the store






Brick talkin' on a jailhouse yard with some old niggas

Floatin' in a four fifty Benz with a cold pistol

Convicted felon posted in the North with a dirty clip

Do that time, he ain't got no mind, quick to show a nigga

They see I mastermind the game, they tryna burn me out

Bullshit to that lil nigga that they talk about

Benz coupe switch to a Benz truck, I'm whippin' out

I could see they never thought we make them bitches change their thoughts, yeah

With my lil muslim and we pullin' up at any store

Bitch, you must be crazy, I, Young
Boy walk on any hoe

Play and you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone

I'm not from Iraq, that bitch goes blatt, I'ma let it blow

Make her touch her legs, while I'm pullin' Remy out, her head

My bitch right here, can't speak on that, I know I do that bad






But she just mad 'cause she sad with no fuckin' cash (cash)

Ain't got no cash and she mad 'cause she fuckin' sad (fuckin' sad)






Slim chick, big ol' titties like she Tokyo (Jets)

When we flyin' out of state, they'll make it to a show (bet)

What I tell a nigga when he say that he want smoke

Yeah, with youngin' askin' do I want Capone’s out the store






With my lil muslim and we pullin' up at any store

Bitch, you must be crazy, I, Young
Boy walk on any hoe

Play and you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone

I'm not from Iraq, that bitch goes blatt, I'ma let it blow