Right Now (Remix) lyrics
by G-Eazy
[Intro: Curren$y]
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Thirty cars 'front the house
My neighbors think I'm selling dope, threatening to call the cops
I'm only selling lyrics, only rapping what I know
Making hella money, b*tch blowing hella smoke
Got a sunroof for the new Coupe, there he go
Money ain't everything but it's important n*gga
We living like bosses n*gga, this lifestyle cost a n*gga
She got a fire in her house, she want a rider in
East side all the time, bet you I could get her
I bet you I could send her, I bet you she deliver
I smashed and I dipped, n*gga you be sleeping with her
But she ain't sleeping n*gga
She's creeping and finding things and then she leaving with 'em
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Thirty cars 'front the house
I'm bout to cop a new one right now (Right now)
Super bad b*tch on the couch
I'm bout to knock a new one right now (Right now)
Bring you to the spot, try you out (Try you out)
Both of y'all, show me what you 'bout (Show me what you 'bout)
I could put you on a route
I could put you on a route
[Pre-Verse: G-Eazy]
Ayy, Spitta, I got you, yeah
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Me and Spitta go back like the [?] packs
I'm talkin' 'bout 2009, we always [?] facts
Our pockets holding stacks, if you sleeping then go relax
So when you wake and ask for a feature I'm 'bout to over-tax
Good where I'm at, don't need no new connection
I could buy a 'Rari in cash for half my shoe collection
That stock pigeon still sh*ttin' on you not new to flexing
Hop inside McLaren with a new direction
I get b*tches by the flock, I'm drivin' slappin' Pilot Talk
Got the game in my two hands, I got this on the tightest lock
b*tches know I get around and then don't even like 2Pac
'Bout to knock a new one right now, it's only nine o'clock
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Thirty cars 'front the house
I'm bout to cop a new one right now (Right now)
Super bad b*tch on the couch
I'm bout to knock a new one right now (Right now)
Bring you to the spot, try you out (Try you out)
Both of y'all, show me what you 'bout (Show me what you 'bout)
I could put you on a route
I could put you on a route
[Verse 3: Curren$y]
Pull up on them n*ggas, pull off with their b*tches, nothin' new
Hittin' switches, East Side out the window when I'm slidin' through
Jet Life out the sunroof, b*tch you know what that do
You just make excuses, we just make big moves
Everything exclusive, wait, who that is?
Don't let that n*gga through here, I never seen that kid
Unrecognizable, by folks with lots of dope
You in another bracket
You sittin' at the kiddie table when you file your taxes
I hustle with a few labels, I never take advances
I got it, dawg don't trip, do pop-ups in Saks Fifth
We slingin' yay out this b*tch
I won't think I'll ever quit, making them broke n*ggas sick
[Chorus: Curren$y]
Thirty cars 'front the house
I'm bout to cop a new one right now (Right now)
Super bad b*tch on the couch
I'm bout to knock a new one right now (Right now)
Bring you to the spot, try you out (Try you out)
Both of y'all, show me what you 'bout (Show me what you 'bout)
I could put you on a route
I could put you on a route
[Outro: Curren$y]