Get Right – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Get right

[Verse 1]
Had to zip me a lil ni***, show him I’m official
They said I’m pu***, now they tryna play me like a killer
Talk like I’m retarded, I went put them diamonds in my dental
Money is my army, drop a bag when I get the feelin’
Shawty got me in my feelings, I couldn’t get no ass (ass)
Johnny Blaze, got a man, I ain’t text her back (back)

[Pre-Chorus]
But she just mad ‘cause she sad with no fuckin’ cash (bitch)
Ain’t got no cash and she mad ‘cause she fuckin’ sad (let’s go)

[Chorus]
Slim chick, big ol’ titties like she Tokyo
When we flyin’ out of state, they’ll make it a show
What I tell a ni*** when he say he want smoke
Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

[Verse 2]
Brick talkin’ on the job, short with some old niggas
Floating in a , four fifty Benz with a cold
Convicted felon posted in the North with a dirty clip
Do that time, he ain’t got no mind, quick to show a ni***

They said I mastermind the game, they tryna burn me out
Bullshit to that lil ni*** that they talk about
Benz coupe switch to a Benz truck, I’m whippin’ out
I could see they never thought we make bitches change their thoughts

With my lil muslim, man we pullin’ up at any store
Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe
Play and you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone

I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes blat, I’ma let it blow
Make her touch her legs, while I’m pullin’ Remy out, her head
My bitch right here, can’t speak on that, I know I do that bad

[Pre-Chorus]
But she just mad ‘cause she sad with no fuckin’ cash (cash)
Ain’t got no cash and she mad ‘cause she fuckin’ sad (fuckin’ sad)

[Chorus]
Slim chick, big ol’ titties like she Tokyo (Jets)
When we flyin’ out of state, they’ll make it a show (bet)
What I tell a ni*** when he say he want smoke
Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

[Outro]
With my lil muslim, man we pullin’ up at any store
Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe
Man you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone
I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes bang, I’ma let it blow