Real Right lyrics

[Intro]
I'm so 4L
Yeah, know I keep my own drugs
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Dirty cup, light ice (Ice)
Dirty Sprite, real right (Right)
Red, purple, Watson, green lean, mean (Pour me up)
Percocet, mollies, and some xannies
First ho, bite down, squeeze me (Flirter)
Too much money 'round this motherf*cker (Money)
Too many shooters in this motherf*cker (Slime)
All these bloods in this motherf*cker (Blat)
4L in this motherf*cker (4L)
Paradise me (Paradise), PDE me (PDE)
Flag, army fatigue ('Tigue), your moment (Yo)

[Verse 1]
I'm a blood, he's a blood, all these bloods 'round this b*tch
Double cup filled with nothin' but that mud in this b*tch
Too many hoes on my di*k (di*k)
Too much money in my pocket (Cash)
And I keep the pocket rocket (Rocket)
Young n*gga pop your socket (Baow)
Put that cash on you (Put that cash on you, yeah)
I got them young n*ggas, they done smash on you (Got them young n*ggas, b*tch)
Army fatigue 'round they head, they'll shoot you if you scared (You scared?)
pus*y n*gga better give up that bread
Ayy, lil' n*gga give me that
I'm a slimeball, I like to tiptoe (Tiptoe)
Tiptoe with a bad ho (She bad)
Play with me, it's like death row (Death row)
Money on my head, fifteen or more (Fifteen)
Boy you need to double that
Chopper rat-a-tat-tat
Young n*gga, don't know how to act
Fell in love with that f*ckin' MAC
[Chorus]
Dirty cup, light ice (Ice)
Dirty Sprite, real right (Right)
Red, purple, Watson, green lean, mean (Pour me up)
Percocet, mollies, and some xannies
First ho, bite down, squeeze me (Uh-huh)
Too much money 'round this motherf*cker (Money)
Too many shooters in this motherf*cker (Slime)
All these bloods in this motherf*cker (Blat)
4L in this motherf*cker (4L)
Paradise me (Paradise), PDE me (PDE)
Flag, army fatigue ('Tigue), your moment (Yo)

[Verse 2]
Lil' n*gga from New York that done come to the south side
Knock your head outside, leave your ass outside (Outside)
I don't play with none of y'all, y'all know how I ride
Draco, AK, spark that motherf*cker broad day (Uh-huh)
Young n*gga 'bout that sh*t (Young n*gga)
Take off a plug quick (Quick)
Ran off on the plug twice
'Cause the plug didn't treat me right (I did 'em wrong)
Feel like Boosie, got the mind of a maniac (Young mind of a maniac)
Drugs teach your b*tch just how to act (Yeah, b*tch, get right ho)
Give me that act right (That act right), I got my sack right (I got my sack right)
I live a thug life (I live a thug lie), I live that Pac life (I live that Pac life)
I keep me two Glocks (I keep me two Glocks), n*gga I'm street Pac (n*gga, I'm street Pac)
Balenciaga, no Reeboks
Play with me and your street popped (Oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Dirty cup, light ice (Ice)
Dirty Sprite, real right (Right)
Red, purple, Watson, green lean, mean (Pour me up)
Percocet, mollies, and some xannies
First ho, bite down, squeeze me (Let's do it)
Too much money 'round this motherf*cker (Money)
Too many shooters in this motherf*cker (Slime)
All these bloods in this motherf*cker (Blat)
4L in this motherf*cker (4L)
Paradise me (Paradise), PDE me (PDE)
Flag, army fatigue ('Tigue), your moment (Yo)

[Outro]
Yeah
Too much ice
Too many hoes
Too many bloods
Too many bros
Army fatigue me
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I'm so PDE