Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Nigga watch out
Silver rollie on me for the clock now
She was talkin salty told her slow your roll there for you turn yourself into a pack now
Keep it Raw I had to lay the Smackdown
40 On me broad day like its Moscow
When you talkin to me talk it nice now
Im not with all that talkin lil bitch pipe down
I dont like how
Now that im on my shit niggas not on timin whats the hype bout
Niggas outta pocket you are now opp its up its stuck for you Im talkin right now
I catch you on the block im walkin right down
W it on me broad day nigga lights out
To queit all that nonsense you was writin bout
Up on the book n Ig aint no hidin out
Im like honestly bitch what yo life about
Who you think you foolin with that lifestyle
That boy think he doin somethin Im like how
Blicky to em make him do a light twirl
I dont care who you get bring the Spice girls
Im on that 72 shit bitch thats black cloud
That Brower energy that make me tear the streets up
NYC 03' shit I jus blackout
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Right Now Video (MV)
Performed By: Stackzs Hundo
Language: English
Length: 1:57
Written by: JACK ALAN FAIRBROTHER, GREGORY MICHAEL DAY, JAMES WILLIAM THOMAS, ASHLEY IAN OLIVER, ANDREW EDWIN WHITE, Berent Moe, Kristofer T Murray, Kristal Oliver
Stackzs Hundo - Right Now Lyrics
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Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Nigga watch out
Silver rollie on me for the clock now
She was talkin salty told her slow your roll there for you turn yourself into a pack now
Keep it Raw I had to lay the Smackdown
40 On me broad day like its Moscow
When you talkin to me talk it nice now
Im not with all that talkin lil bitch pipe down
I dont like how
Now that im on my shit niggas not on timin whats the hype bout
Niggas outta pocket you are now opp its up its stuck for you Im talkin right now
I catch you on the block im walkin right down
W it on me broad day nigga lights out
To queit all that nonsense you was writin bout
Up on the book n Ig aint no hidin out
Im like honestly bitch what yo life about
Who you think you foolin with that lifestyle
That boy think he doin somethin Im like how
Blicky to em make him do a light twirl
I dont care who you get bring the Spice girls
Im on that 72 shit bitch thats black cloud
That Brower energy that make me tear the streets up
NYC 03' shit I jus blackout
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Nigga watch out
Silver rollie on me for the clock now
She was talkin salty told her slow your roll there for you turn yourself into a pack now
Keep it Raw I had to lay the Smackdown
40 On me broad day like its Moscow
When you talkin to me talk it nice now
Im not with all that talkin lil bitch pipe down
I dont like how
Now that im on my shit niggas not on timin whats the hype bout
Niggas outta pocket you are now opp its up its stuck for you Im talkin right now
I catch you on the block im walkin right down
W it on me broad day nigga lights out
To queit all that nonsense you was writin bout
Up on the book n Ig aint no hidin out
Im like honestly bitch what yo life about
Who you think you foolin with that lifestyle
That boy think he doin somethin Im like how
Blicky to em make him do a light twirl
I dont care who you get bring the Spice girls
Im on that 72 shit bitch thats black cloud
That Brower energy that make me tear the streets up
NYC 03' shit I jus blackout
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Ya new bitch my last ya music is trash dont let boo get you gassed up kid
I dont do the long chattin mute all the cap you gone go out the sad ass way
Niggas use my whole swag like I could be they dad
But you cannot be Stackzs thats clipped
Nigga you could get packed I put you in raw blacks and turn you to a fat ass spliff
Writer: JACK ALAN FAIRBROTHER, GREGORY MICHAEL DAY, JAMES WILLIAM THOMAS, ASHLEY IAN OLIVER, ANDREW EDWIN WHITE, Berent Moe, Kristofer T Murray, Kristal Oliver
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.