Right Now (Remix) [feat. Future, Fabolous & Jadakiss]

Right now, right now, right now, right now Murda, Future, Young OG right now Kiss, hol up I'm still eating, I'm being greedy I rather let them being needy Camera man tryna TMZ me, side piece tryna PND me Right now I'm too cautious Thirsty hoes get too You with a loser that's two losses Dripping off me, I'm too saucy Off white on a off night Givenchy lay on a laundry day Soft whites going off right These diamonds shine like light bulbs My shoe closet like flight club Treat your ass like, might hit it when I leave the club I don't trust them either, I don't blame Metro Fk with OG, not the lame retro Told you from the get go, let's go, get go, get low Couple nias, getting sus, that's no bad tho If Brooklyn don't trust you like what's up with son They throw bullets from where I'm from make you cough up a lung If ain't no bad bihes in there I pull up with some And right now I'm on some kush and a cup of som'n (Chorus – Future) 100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles 100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles Coppin the whips on these nias Don't fk, don't fk, don't fk with these nias Ain't got no love for these nias, no love, no love, no love for these nias I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe Fking up this cash with my young nias, fking up a bag with my young nias I just runned off on the plug (twice) If you ain't getting money, you a dub I'm lit right now, Fab and Kiss on the remix right now For a bag of bricks, I hit you like Rico and Mitch right now Got pills on me, got loud on me, got powder She got a period, so she want sk it for a hour She nasty with it, want me to put it in her anus She my Blac Chyna, my Amber Rose, she a stripper, I'mma make her famous Got a rollie I ain't paid for Get the pyrex, get the baking soda, I'mma whip it, right now I'm whats up right now I'm Fat Joe, all the way up right now If Future don't trust it, bang, bang, I'mma shot you up right now (Bridge – Future) If Murda don't trust you he gon shoot you Lil Mexico don't trust you we gon shoot you Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon shoot you If Brooklyn don't trust you, they gon shoot you I don't rep nothing my nia, I'm neutral D-Block, any conflict and I'm making it crucial If Jada don't trust you then Kiss is gon shoot you Funeral entitled the wake is on Youtube What they do, they selling hard, puffing wet Messing with the credit cards, busting checks Pumping in the jets, dumping off the Tec's Hopping on the yachts, jumping off the jets Like (Chorus – 2: Future) I just blow the cash on my young hoe, I just blow some cash on my young hoe Fking up this cash with my young nias, fking up some bands with my young nias 100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles 100 shooters in the club, 100 bottles Copping the whips on these nias Don't fk, don't fk, don't fk with these nias Ain't got no love for these nias, no love, no love, no love for these nias (Outro) Metro Boomin want some more, nia