Right Now - Denzil Porter, Chris Rivers

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)

Hook

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)

Hook

Chris Rivers Verse