Denzil Porter, Chris Rivers - RIGHT NOW! lyrics
[Denzil Porter, Chris Rivers - RIGHT NOW! lyrics]
I scream New York till the vain shows
Where the pay tho?
Fuck you think I came foe?
Hot boy, after cash money, shouts to Bankroll
Man I'm more popping than my
Fingers when my hands go! (UP)
Denzil Porter, just remember how the name go
I'm the end it's all about
The Pez like Saint Tro
A lil late will get you
Something fidel it ain't Castro
You fake money nigga GMO is
Where your cash grow yea
Think we don't know, think we don't know
I seen you kissing on my past hoe
Just incase she ask
Let her know I'm still an ass hole
And getting paid every time I pass go
Got my own lane so I never see a crash course
Ask those
Who get in the way became the last ghost
And fake friends we unmask those
Fucking with the feds and Donny Brascos'
(FUCK YOU)
Imma keep it real right now
I could careless bout how you feel right now
I'm just trying to get it
How I'm supposed too
Fuck your opinion I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
We used to pull up in the hoop rock
Cause the cops do watch shit that you got
Girl up in the Telly waiting for the 2 knocks
After sliding in her DM with the new socks
I'm from the home of the lost towers
Trying to get up in the
Building since we lost ours
Married to the game like it caught flowers
Heard they raised the price now I'm tripping
On the plug like it lost power
How I go bout I don't roll out
With the show bout cause they sold out
Like it closed down and they so out
When it goes down plus they know ours
Is so sour leave em' so powdered
Like those cowards whatchya know bout
Taken no showers when we go hours
To be so powerful ya!
Flexing on em, gimmie a minute nigga
(Fuck you)
Don't get in the way if
You ain't with it nigga (Fuck you)
You can't smoke the spliff if
You just bit it nigga (Fuck you)
And don't lie on your dick if
You ain't hit it nigga (Fuck you)
Where the pay tho?
Fuck you think I came foe?
Hot boy, after cash money, shouts to Bankroll
Man I'm more popping than my
Fingers when my hands go! (UP)
Denzil Porter, just remember how the name go
I'm the end it's all about
The Pez like Saint Tro
A lil late will get you
Something fidel it ain't Castro
You fake money nigga GMO is
Where your cash grow yea
Think we don't know, think we don't know
I seen you kissing on my past hoe
Just incase she ask
Let her know I'm still an ass hole
And getting paid every time I pass go
Got my own lane so I never see a crash course
Ask those
Who get in the way became the last ghost
And fake friends we unmask those
Fucking with the feds and Donny Brascos'
(FUCK YOU)
Imma keep it real right now
I could careless bout how you feel right now
I'm just trying to get it
How I'm supposed too
Fuck your opinion I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
(Fuck you) I don't know you
We used to pull up in the hoop rock
Cause the cops do watch shit that you got
Girl up in the Telly waiting for the 2 knocks
After sliding in her DM with the new socks
I'm from the home of the lost towers
Trying to get up in the
Building since we lost ours
Married to the game like it caught flowers
Heard they raised the price now I'm tripping
On the plug like it lost power
How I go bout I don't roll out
With the show bout cause they sold out
Like it closed down and they so out
When it goes down plus they know ours
Is so sour leave em' so powdered
Like those cowards whatchya know bout
Taken no showers when we go hours
To be so powerful ya!
Flexing on em, gimmie a minute nigga
(Fuck you)
Don't get in the way if
You ain't with it nigga (Fuck you)
You can't smoke the spliff if
You just bit it nigga (Fuck you)
And don't lie on your dick if
You ain't hit it nigga (Fuck you)