Get Home (Get Right)

Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma put that ass in the loop, make a vine with you baby
 Plotting on that pussy I just gotta tell the truth babe
 So I hopped up in my coupe doing 90 on the interstate
 I know it's hella late but I know you gon' wait
 Put on that thing that I like
 When you take it off I just might
 Go down and eat it all night
 I'ma do your body right, ight
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Assume the position baby
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Go on and spread 'em baby
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 You know I'ma hit it right, say she got a leak so I hit her with the pipe
 Sub tweeting cause I hit her with a like, she my dub-cee-dub every Wednesday night, uh
 I know you sitting by your iPhone, with nothing but my ice on
 She let me eat it with my grill in, and tell me never turn the lights off
 Skirt through the light, gone
 But you know how to ride slow when you with Mr. K-I D-I N-K
 Know I done spent all night tryna fight through the hoes cause...
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Assume the position baby
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Go on and spread 'em baby
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 When I walk up in the house have nothing on when I get home
 Hit it with the left, hit it with the right, you can call me Quavo Larry Holmes
 My bitch she's not basic at all, I walk in the mall buy a bed for her doll
 She shit on you hoes walking bathroom stalls, she get super nasty on alcohol
 Pull up in the coupe with the roof missing, got a bad bitch riding with the nipple pierced
 Blood on the floor dripping my Christians, that's Louboutin if you don't get it
 Got 5 mamacitas and my eyes low and I got them all on cinco de mayo
 I spotted her front row at my show make her the trap queen I brought her to the bando
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Assume the position baby
 Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you
 Go on and spread 'em baby
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right
 Get right, get right, I'ma hit it right
 I'ma hit it right yeah, I'ma hit it right