Right One

You got the right one (The right one)

Come from the trenches and I'm gettin’ close to B (B)

Private or in public, bitch, don't come for me (At all)

Made my sacrifices to live comfortably (Feel me?)

Got no patience for you suckers, I stay sucker free

You got the right one (The right one)

I know some shooters that hope they don't shoot again (Shoot again)

I was a hooper that hooped and hung out with hooligans, hooligans

And I’m still laced up by the greats, I changed the pace to win the race

Bust down the face, times is great (Uh)

One of a kind, they know I'm the nigga they recognize, a stepper (Big steppin')

I pull up to my hood, they treat me like I'm regular

Private plane, my Rollie plain, I don't do nothin' extra

All the tires on my foreigns, ball like Uncle Fester

When I was a youngin', I seen all the cars, the good in the streets and all of the flaws

Niggas with money, the rise, and the falls, sent to the yard or a one-way car

I was the chosen one, town shit, I'm the golden son

Next to my bed, keep a loaded gun

Frontline soldier, the boldest one

I say, "It’s in me, never on me baby" (Baby)

My partner’s like "You goin'?", "Oh you know me baby" (Baby)

8 figures at 24, feel like I’m Kobe baby (Kobe, baby)

10 M's, I built a mansion, bro we goin' crazy

You got the right one (The right one)

Come from the trenches and I'm gettin’ close to B (B)

Private or in public, bitch, don't come for me (At all)

Made my sacrifices to live comfortably (Feel me?)

Got no patience for you suckers, I stay sucker free

You got the right one (You got the right one)

I know some shooters that hope they don't shoot again (Shoot again)

I was a hooper that hooped and hung out with hooligans, hooligans

And I'm still laced up by the greats, I changed the pace to win the race

Bust down the face, times is great (Uh)

You got the right one, I'm 'bout to light one

Who got the soda? I'm 'bout to spike one

Bust down the gold one, bust down the white one

I got the plain one, I got the bright one

Ain't got no main one, ain't 'bout to wife one

Ain't gonna rename them, can't reunite one

I got the street one, I got the dyke one

Bitch if you ain't one, you act just like one

Nigga it's Tunechi, I'm bigger than Gucci

They say they want beef, and they really want sushi

I pull some strings, just like acoustic

Bitch I'm a king, just like the smoothie

Somebody stink, sorry, excuse me

That's just the weed, I'm smoking dookie

These niggas fraud, these niggas flukey

Say he a dog, he just snoopy

All my cars dark skin, all my boys markmen

All my broads booty poke out, oh my god shark fin

Super like Clark Kent

I'm gettin' close to a B, ****in' right, arms-length

I'm one of them dudes that come from the zoo

We shoot up the shit when there's nothin' to do

She lovin' the crew, we **** on your boo

I'm with some niggas, we not finna lose

I got some niggas still stuck in the shoe

I got some niggas still stuck in the hood

We breakin' down signs, stuffin' the wood

Playin' with M's, I know that I would

I'm in this big body, I don't play it

They got the spot, booin' with the onions

You got some money for me, baby run it

I ain't feedin' the family, and you ain't a hunnid

Fly out to London, I'm there for a week

Not in the suites, we in the streets

You ain't gon' slide if one of y'all die

You know how I'm movin' 'cause I'm in it deep

I dare you to leave, there's dirt on my cleats

And I got receipts nigga

I dare you to leave, there's dirt on my cleats

And I got receipts nigga

You ain't contributin' nothin to this table, then you can't eat with us

I'm huggin' this [?], swimmin' the barrel, and I go to sleep with her

You got the right one (The right one)

Come from the trenches and I'm gettin' close to B (B)

Private or in public, bitch, don't come for me (At all)

Made my sacrifices to live comfortably (Feel me?)

Got no patience for you suckers, I stay sucker free

You got the right one (You got the right one)

I know some shooters that hope they don't shoot again

I was a hooper that hooped and hung out with hooligans

And I'm still laced up by the greats, I changed the pace to win the race

Bust down the face, times just great