right now - blakeiana lyrics
[chorus: blakeiana]
she lost tabs on that lil’ n*gga (what?), that’s ’cause he with me (yeah)
i got a bag out that lil’ n*gga (and did), he had to rip me
i had chanel in that ‘hawk, b*tch (vroom, vroom), i had to switch speeds
this p*ssy, he ain’t never had (never had), he still gon’ miss me (yeah)
i got him trickin’ (right now)
that’s my lil’ n*gga (right now)
she somewhere poutin’ in the trenches (right now)
you can have lil’ dude, i just got him trickin’ right now
[verse 1: blakeiana]
i one and done a n*gga (and do), i d*mn near son a n*gga (yeah)
thinkin’ i’m on wifey time, i’m havin’ fun with you
i’m with all that ratchet sh*t, you got your gun with you? (ayy, ayy)
i like expensive tings, hope you brung your funds with you (where your money at?)
pop it without a sweat (yeah), in the air on a jet
crackin’ down on a brokie, you playin’ russian roulette (the f*ck?)
spent a yeah on some bricks just to step on these b*tches’ neck
he don’t give a f*ck ’bout his b*tch, ’cause ’bout me, he gon’ catch some wreck
push down on ’em in that trackhawk, come on, let’s take a ride (come on, bae)
vvs on this rollie twerkin’, i can’t tell the time (godd*mn)
boot him out the whip if i catch him movin’ foul (if i ever do)
ain’t f*cked up ’bout lil’ buddy, i just got him trickin’ right now (ah)
[chorus: blakeiana]
she lost tabs on that lil’ n*gga (what?), that’s ’cause he with me (yeah)
i got a bag out that lil’ n*gga (and did), he had to rip me
i had chanel in that ‘hawk, b*tch (vroom, vroom), i had to switch speeds
this p*ssy, he ain’t never had (never had), he still gon’ miss me (yeah)
i got him trickin’ (right now)
that’s my lil’ n*gga (right now)
she somewhere poutin’ in the trenches (right now)
you can have lil’ dude, i just got him trickin’ right now
[verse 2: hunxho]
i’m like sheesh
ride with me, if you clutch my glock 17, b*tch, you better shoot
f*ck with me, just know you blessed, you ain’t gotta sneeze like hachoo
i’m the truth, i done put her inside this coupe
i done put it inside these barbies, little n*gga ain’t even market, that’s on p
you can do what you wan’ do with her, that sh*t ain’t gon’ be free
pockets look like thigh pads, the car i’m in got ipads
she ridin’ with me inside this supercharged jeep through bypass
her friend keep lookin’ at a n*gga, if i f*ck her, my bad
you can f*ck, i’m not mad, f*ck her, f*ck up her back
the sh*t i cook up like crack, i seen you out, come right back
play with her, i step shaq
put birkin all on her bag, amiri all on her back
i’m workin’, i’ll be right back, on god
[chorus: blakeiana]
she lost tabs on that lil’ n*gga (what?), that’s ’cause he with me (yeah)
i got a bag out that lil’ n*gga (and did), he had to rip me
i had chanel in that ‘hawk, b*tch (vroom, vroom), i had to switch speeds
this p*ssy, he ain’t never had (never had), he still gon’ miss me (yeah)
i got him trickin’ (right now)
that’s my lil’ n*gga (right now)
she somewhere poutin’ in the trenches (right now)
you can have lil’ dude, i just got him trickin’ right now
[outro: blakeiana]
and do
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