Right Now (feat. JME & Frisco)

Just made a banger with SEVAQK

Man are tryna get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Tryna get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Two eyes on an MC, no fear

Third eye open, I still see clear

Drop the flow, drop the code, still here

Drop your tape, drop your tracks, who cares?

Last year, everybody had a good year

This year, next year, man's still here

Man can't play me at musical chairs

Tried to test it, I clap, who dares?

Four fours, that's sixteen, do it properly

Four cars, sixteen dawgs all got me

Convoy with the gang, God still got me

Bare .44 talk, no one shot me

Man's not hot, still man wanna hot me

I get on MC's back, you're on me

Man wanna send, man don't wanna clash

Look, trust me, the school I'm from, blood, it's long

Get, get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Tryna get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Serious, yeah, man still don't care though

You can't hear man, we'll drill those air holes

Man's not scared, don't feel no fear, no

Been away, but I'm gonna kill this year, bro

Till it's clear, man spit facts innit, facts

Man had to ad lib it, lights on inna dance

It's either me, or Batman's bat-a-rang, bat did it

Man's back with it, spin a man like boss bearings

Spin a man like that fidget

Man chat wicked up up mic

But face to face, nah, it's not that, is it?

Got stacks in a safe, got stacks in a bank

Yeah, stack illegal and stack legit

You have to sandwich it, got bread on both sides

Tell no lie, us man did it

Get, get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Tryna get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Here's what they're talkin' about

What's good, couzzie? It's North in the house (Oh, yeah)

Diss man, and there's no talkin' it out

Fam, how you gonna talk with a hawk in your mouth

It's chip, fam-a-lam, that's risky

You're either lean, drunk, or tipsy

If you got love for me, say it now

Don't wait till I'm on my deathbed, it's a mixie

How many of these MC's gettin' out get buried? (How many?)

Man, man, oh, so many, the flow so heavy, I slow-mo any

I'm down for the fuckery, I'm oh, so ready (Oh, yeah)

Them man carry too much feelings

I came up on some rude boy teachings (Yes)

Try to shut man down, man come back around

Always find a way to sneak in, come on

Get, get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now

Tryna get that pound

Touch that town, gas that crowd, shut that down

Facts in the booth on the track right now

Me and my **** on gas right now