Lyrics Right wit It (Remix) [feat. YG] - Kalan.FrFr feat. YG
Two
For
Real,
woah,
woah,
woah,
woah
Remix,
lil'
baby
Run
them
bands
up,
we
got
big
digits
(Bands)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it,
yeah
(Yeah,
yeah)
She
know
I
ball
like
Mike
Bibby
(She
know
I
ball,
ball,
ball)
Pull
up
in
some
hot
shit,
she
wanna
ride
with
me,
yeah,
ayy
I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right
with
it
(I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it
(Remix,
lil'
baby)
Shawty
gon'
get
with
it,
ain't
no
question
(Ain't
no
question,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no)
I
slide,
yeah
I
told
her
pull
up
for
the
remix
(Skrrt,
skrrt)
I
only
fuck
with
real
bad
bitches
(Yeah,
yeah)
Fuck
niggas,
get
money
ass
bitches
(Woah,
woah)
Birkin
bag,
YSL
boots,
big
digits
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
She
see
For
Real,
so
she
gon'
get
right
with
it
(4Hunnid)
She
see
YG,
so
she
gon'
get
right
with
it
Blood
bitches,
Crip
bitches,
thick
bitches
Big
bands,
big
whippin'
YG
and
Two
For
Real,
woah,
woah
Run
them
bands
up,
run
them
bands
up
(Bitch,
run
it)
We
got
the
bag,
broke
niggas
can't
stand
us
(They
can't
stand)
Got
the
Lamborghini
and
a
new
handgun
Every
nigga
with
me
strapped,
it's
a
manhunt
(Ooh)
I'm
like
Forrest
Gump
with
the
bag
(With
the
bag)
We
poppin'
everything,
niggas,
bottles,
pistols,
tags
(Pistols,
tags)
I
put
it
on
Bloods,
I
got
a
bag
Ray
Charles,
you'll
never
see
me
in
a
Jag
You'll
never,
never
Talked
her
out
that
pussy
'cause
I'm
clever,
clever
Suckin'
on
this
dick
get
you
wetter,
wetter
All
my
bitches
know
they
fuckin'
with
a
Hugh
Hefner
My
baby
mama
pregnant,
but
you
still
fuck
me
YG
got
it
like
that?
Damn,
he
low-key
After
I
nut,
bitch,
don't
touch
me
She
gotta
get
the
dick
back
up
for
round
two
Run
them
bands
up,
we
got
big
digits
(Bands)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it,
yeah
(Yeah,
yeah)
She
know
I
ball
like
Mike
Bibby
(She
know
I
ball,
ball,
ball)
Pull
up
in
some
hot
shit,
she
wanna
ride
with
me,
yeah,
ayy
I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right
with
it
(I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it
(Oh,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Shawty
gon'
get
with
it,
ain't
no
question
(Ain't
no
question,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no)
I
slide,
yeah
Lil'
mama
gon'
get
with
it,
ain't
no
question
(Question)
You
can't
be
no
regular
pedestrian
(No,
no,
no)
Know
I
got
them
horses
like
equestrian
(Yeah,
yeah)
Off-White
and
my
shoes
came
from
Portland
(Ooh)
All
my
fabrics
imported,
that's
foreign,
yeah
(They
foreign)
Yeah,
so
she
gon'
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
And
she
gon'
pull
up
with
like
five
bitches,
yeah,
yeah
(Woah,
woah,
woah)
And
all
of
'em
wanna
slide
with
us
(Oh
yeah)
Bathing
Ape
clip,
dick
hangin'
out
my
pocket
Stop
it,
don't
make
me
have
to
pop
it,
I'm
right
with
it
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Lonzo
Ball
with
the
deuce,
boy,
I'm
nice
with
it
If
I
like
it,
I
might
spend
the
night
in
it,
woah
(Yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Run
them
bands
up,
we
got
big
digits
(Bands)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it,
yeah
(Yeah,
yeah)
She
know
I
ball
like
Mike
Bibby
(She
know
I
ball,
ball,
ball)
Pull
up
in
some
hot
shit,
she
wanna
ride
with
me,
yeah,
ayy
I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right
with
it
(I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right)
She
wanna
pull
up
and
get
right
with
it
(Remix,
lil'
baby)
Shawty
gon'
get
with
it,
ain't
no
question
(No
question,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no,
no)
I
slide,
yeah
Run
them
bands
up
again
I
told
her
pull
up,
she
got
right
with
it
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