Songtexte Right Na (feat. yungmeer) - Maurii

I'm gon' t up in this bitch, I brought that blick with me
It's a few rap niggas out that can't do shit with me
If you ain't rollin' off them pills, you can't get lit with me
You niggas broke and y'all some bums, you cannot sit with me

Like, hold up, wait, I'm t'd up right now
I got my heater right now
Tell your mamacita pipe down
For she get hit with K rounds

'Cause I'm booted up, I don't give a fuck
About who up in this bitch, they can get hit up
Hit you in your stomach, make you feel sick, huh
They peeled your head back, now your mama sick, huh

They caught you out lackin' you ain't have that blick, huh
They killed that nigga quick, now he can't say shit, huh yeah
I'm gon' t up in this bitch, I brought that blick with me
It's a few rap niggas out that can't do shit with me

If you ain't rollin' off them pills, you can't get lit with me
You niggas broke and y'all some bums, you cannot sit with me
Like, hold up, wait, I'm t'd up right now
I got my heater right now

Tell your mamacita pipe down
For she get hit with K rounds
'Cause I'm booted up, I don't give a fuck
About who up in this bitch, they can get hit up

Thinkin' he a QB callin' plays, we finna pick that shit
We gon' spin your block then spin again, we gon' remix that bitch
If you thinkin' that we pulled up just to fight, then you's a silly bitch
Glock 9 tucked into the boxers, huh, you get hit with this

We run you down like Sonic Hedgehog, 762s take your head off
Say the wrong thing and we lettin' lead off
Whack a opp, you know we sped off
Heard a lil' boy comparin' himself to me, but I'm on a whole nother level

I'll bury these niggas, no shovel
I am gods child, but watch how I turn to a devil
Knock your fuckin' head right off your shoulders
Yeah, I want that smoke

I'm a fuckin' demon when upset, bitch just don't provoke
Trigger happy, I'll shoot that bitch until your brains a show
Pull that fuckin' trigger down, no stoppin
Ain't no lettin' go

12-gauge shotty, that bitch make you flip
Pussy ass nigga, all you do is run lip
Talkin' that shit, gon' get your wig split
Talkin' that shit, gon' get your ass hit

Talkin' that shit, I'm in your house like Corey
Arcade date, just me and your shorty
Fresh from the box, it's a brand new Forty
On the back of that bitch is a motherfuckin' switch

I'm gon' t up in this bitch, I brought that blick with me
It's a few rap niggas out that can't do shit with me
If you ain't rollin' off them pills, you can't get lit with me
You niggas broke and y'all some bums, you cannot sit with me

Like, hold up, wait, I'm t'd up right now
I got my heater right now
Tell your mamacita pipe down
For she get hit with K rounds

'Cause I'm booted up, I don't give a fuck
About who up in this bitch, they can get hit up