Sack Right (feat. Yo Gotti)

Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
 Uh, okay, last night, I'm still recovering up from last night
 
 Last night I was fighting demons with my past life
 That's right, I was pouring drank, was sippin' Act', right
 Addicted to the fast life
 Okay, yesterday, really can't remember much from yesterday
 But every day I wake up I turn into a cheddar chase
 A heavyweight, I'm a heavyweight, you's a featherweight
 Need to get your cheddar straight, yeah
 What the fuck?
 This bitch old as hell and I'm young as fuck
 She drunk as fuck
 In my face talking about her tummy tuck
 She such a slut
 Down to suck and fuck 'cause my money up
 Know I got my money up
 Do my own thing in my own lane, okay, let's go
 Gang gang on the same thing, yeah
 It don't make no sense if it don't make no paper this year
 And all I got to say to a hater this year
 Okay, go get your sack right, get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah (Yeah, Gotti)
 Either we talking thugging or we talking money (Fft)
 New mansion marble floor cost me a couple 100 (Cash, nigga)
 My watch like 400 with no stones in it
 Partner in the fed, in his cell, he got a phone in it (Skrrt)
 Lil' bro just crashed the 'Vette, but fuck it, he still living
 Another day to wake up, get another million
 I came to ball, this not a scrimmage, shoot the clip until it's empty
 Rolls truck matchin' Urus, six-point-five in this jewelry
 And if it's war, you know we spinning
 Do your sentence, not no snitching
 Hope that Drac' don't start glitching
 Seven figures out that kitchen
 Chanel bags for my bitches
 That 'Rari 2020, I'm just riding with my glizzy
 Do my own thing in my own lane (Yeah I'm doin' my own thing)
 Gang gang on the same thing (You know I'm big gang)
 It don't make no sense if it don't make no paper this year
 And all I got to say to a hater this year
 Okay, go get your sack right, get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah
 Get your sack right, go get your sack right, yeah
 Uh, okay, last night, I'm still recovering up from last night
 Last night I was fighting demons with my past life
 That's right, I was pouring drank, was sippin' Act', right
 Addicted to the fast life