Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Right Now , by - Gucci Mane. Release date: 20.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Right Now |
| Uhhhhh uhhhhhhhh |
| Sosa baby, GBE baby, Glo Gang baby |
| You know how I’m rocking baby |
| You know they can’t stop it baby |
| Kush in my pocket baby |
| The feds keep saying I ain’t right |
| They heard I got them chickens and them pies |
| The judge trying to lock me up right now |
| Nigga wishing he could give me life |
| I’m on my way to Paris on a flight now |
| I’m too gone, I’m in the sky |
| I got all this fucking guap on me right now |
| And I don’t know why |
| Smoking on this Tooka got me high |
| I feel I can fall from the sky now |
| I swear that I’m high and I can’t pipe down |
| I’m rolling with the guys |
| Try one of us and you get piped down |
| And then I saw your thot |
| I took her home then she got piped down |
| Nigga put down your Glock |
| You’re not a plumber or a shooter, put your pipe down |
| I’m counting on this guap |
| While I’m recording on this verse right now |
| The feds keep saying I ain’t right |
| They heard I got them chickens and them pies |
| The judge trying to lock me up right now |
| Nigga wishing he could give me life |
| I’m on my way to Paris on a flight now |
| I’m too gone, I’m in the sky |
| I got all this fucking guap on me right now |
| And I don’t know why |
| The judge trying to lock me up for driving |
| I should buy a helicopter, lock me up for flying |
| Lucky I ain’t in Chiraq, pull up doing violent drills |
| But I’m in Cali and bitch I live in the hills |
| Don’t send me back to rehab, your honor |
| Cause I’mma get out and keep smoking ganja |
| You trying to send me back to jail, your honor |
| But I ain’t sold dope for three summers |
| You just don’t wanna see me get money |
| But what I’mma do and keep getting money |
| The cops shooting us like it’s nothing |
| But if I shoot one of them bitches I’m going under |
| The feds keep saying I ain’t right |
| They heard I got them chickens and them pies |
| The judge trying to lock me up right now |
| Nigga wishing he could give me life |
| I’m on my way to Paris on a flight now |
| I’m too gone, I’m in the sky |
| I got all this fucking guap on me right now |
| And I don’t know why |