Get Right - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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 den

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

Shawty got me in my feelings, I can’t get no ass (ass)

Tryna' blaze, got a man, I ain’t text her back (back)

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

I got no cash and she mad 'cause she fuckin' sad (let's go)

Slim chick, big ol' titties like she Tokyo

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

What I tell a nigga when he say he want smoke

Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

Brick talkin' on the job, short with some old niggas

Fo' nigga, four fifty bands with a cold

Convicted felon posted in the Nawf with a dirty clip

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

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

Bullshit to that lil nigga that they talk about

Benz Benz truck, I’m whippin' out

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

With my lil muslim, man we pullin' up at any store

Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe

Man you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone

I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes bang, I’ma let it blow

Make her touch her legs, one pull up on me, other, 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)

I 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 a show (bet)

What I tell a nigga when he say he want smoke

Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

With my lil muslim, man we pullin' up at any store

Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe

Man you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone

I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes bang, I’ma let it blow