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

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