Larry June - Now lyrics

Aye, look peep game though real nigga
Don’t gotta show too much
Nigga i might come through in a low, in
A ‘rrari, nigga sippin’ Fiji water
Nigga you know I’m sayin’? Livin’ life though

Word around town, I got them bands right
Word around town, I bought that Benz right
Word around town, I got my shit right
Word around town, I got that big ice
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now

I was sittin’ in the trap, thinkin’ of a plan
If I can get this hoe crackin’
I can buy a Benz but back then
It was hard for me to touch a band
‘cause on the low
That lil’ hoe wanted a boyfriend
Took a trip to the A, yeah, I took a chance
Got there, went broke, I was like, "Damn"
Had to sleep at the airport, I’m like, "Damn"
Sun’ told me not to fuck with that ticket
Man
I gave it a few months and the bitch blew
For a nigga with a whip and some nice shoes
And that’s when I found out
That she wasn’t cool
But, I let the bitch beg, I’m a damn fool
That’s one of the bad things
That money can do and all money ain’t good
Learned that from you
And now you wanna come back, bitch
You ain’t cool i got shit to do
Bitch, keep it movin’

Word around town, I got them bands right
Word around town, I bought that Benz right
Word around town, I got my shit right
Word around town, I got that big ice
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now

I might go to Puerto Rice to chill out
Next week, I’m thinkin’ London
This shit real now
I’ma tryna make a couple million
For my kid now
When I heard Corky died, I was like, "Wow"
Hot-boxed in the whip, yeah
I’m in the clouds
Run up on this 650, and it’s goin’ down
Holla at my OG, he fronted a pound
Then, I shipped it out of town
Watch that money pile i be ridin’ by myself
‘cause these niggas dirty
I got a hunid enemies and a hunid Dro
I got a hunid backwoods and a hunid blunts
And a hunid bad bitches tryna get it from me
I said, "Excuse me
Bitch why you playin’ with me?
I don’t wanna talk
If you ain’t talkin’ bands with me
You should fly to Miami and get a tan with me
And maybe you could eat lunch
On the sand with me
Before we take this any further, ma
Explain to me are you on some groupie shit?
You actin’ strange to me
Do you like smokin’ weed? I love those trees
We can chill by the ocean
Okay now, look- look- look ma
What’s hannin’?
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend
That’s tragic
I might wanna come over, chill
Eat a sandwich
Please, no cameras, no Instagram action
You do it for the lights
You know I do it for the cabbage"

Word around town, I got them bands right
Word around town, I bought that Benz right
Word around town, I got my shit right
Word around town, I got that big ice
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now
I got my shit together, so you choosin’ now