RITE NOW lyrics
by Oblé Reed
[Verse 1: Oblé Reed]
Yeah, uh
Clockwork the investor
Voice fresh, some extra
She clean polyester
Where ya at right now? (Right now, right now, right now, right now)
Uh, where I'm at right now?
Uh, we don't need a top-down phase
Please don't come round here
[Chorus: Oblé Reed]
Don't come round, don't come round
Don't come round here
Don't come round here, don't come round, baby, don't come round here
Come round talkin' 'bout all of your days again
Baby don't come round here
Come round messing up all of my peace again, uh-huh
[Verse 2: Oblé Reed]
Excusе me, sir, do you need some? (Mhm)
Got a couple idеas from the free-front
Oh man, really think that I can be some? (Mhm)
Got like twenty other cars with the same song
And I ain't ever been the one to go and play dumb
I ain't want another hint, can you take one?
Said I be on lock with the [?] sign in
He ain't even on key, think I'll be alright
(Fosho!) Stay low, my friend
On road, tryna find O again
Pop star really my row, again
Against my will, I'll be gone
(I gotta, I gotta–)
And I gotta– Uh
Actually, no reason to rush
Green on the tip of my tongue, and in God I trust
The whole town waitin' on us
[Bridge: Oblé Reed]
Uh, I'm fine without the finer things
I'd rather take it day by day
My attitude on DND
I told you– (Baby, don't come round here)
[Verse 3: mynameisntjmack]
Yeah, ay
[???] three seconds right now
Feedback when we ran it, I needed pipe down
Cheese pack when [???] in my pipe
Now I leave when it's bright, and I need all the lights down low
Not from here, I come here when I need the high on go
When the vibes done froze and the time move slow
Where I'm from, I got high on the lows
I been shot, are you smoking?
You can ride to the store
n*gga, are you tryna be scary?
Two-toned parents, the interior barrier
I heard n*ggas in Paris, I tried to cop me a ferry
Needed immediate, couldn't wait, couldn't bare
Clear with the Terrence, I'mma smoke on my own
And get this from my parents, never smoked in the home
Said I couldn't be patient, needed [???] on go
[Chorus: Oblé Reed]
Baby don't come round here
Don't come round, don't come round
Don't come round here
Don't come round here, don't come round, baby, don't come round here
Come round talkin' 'bout all of your days again (Ya!)
Baby don't come round here
Come round messing up all of my peace again, uh-huh
[Outro: Oblé Reed]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Baby, don't come round here
Baby, don't come round here