Get Right Lyrics

Bitch, you better get right (x4)



Verse:

Nigga talk down, ima call my demons up they at the shop, aye

If he talk down, he gon get hit with the motherfucking chop, aye

I am working hard on the boulevard

Ima take your hoe, play her like a guitar

She wanna cuff, she say I'm a star

I told the bitch I don't wanna start



She know I am on my grind

I don't have time to hear her cry

Ima motherfucking rat, I am hopping on the cheese

Until my insides bleed, I gotta work for the bread aye

Gotta make sure that you boys ready, I need to calm down for my headache



I wanna have sloppy sex in my bed

All of you little boys low key the feds, aye

That's why I gotta [?]

So I can sleep peacefully in my bed



I gotta bitch, she wearing a leash

Grippin that shit when we walk down the street

Fucking that hoe, she gripping the sheets

She cannot sit, now she all on her knees



Bitch, you better get right or you get left (you will get left)

I can be making money sitting on my desk (I can be) [x4]



Bitch, you better get right (x4)