Right Now

Just made a banger with SEVAQK (Aha, aha, aha) [Chorus: Chip] Man are trynna get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now Trynna get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now (Aight) Me and my niggas on gas right now (Brrrt) [Verse 1: Chip] Two eyes on an MC, no fear Third eye open I still see clear Drop the flows, drop the quotes still here Drop your tape, drop your tracks who cares Last year everybody had a good year This year, next year, man's still here Man can’t play me at musical chairs Tried and tested, I clap who dares Four fours, that's sixteen do it properly Four cars, sixteen dawgs, all got me Convoy with the gang, God still got me Bare .44 talk, no one shot me Man's not hot still man wanna hot me I get on MC’s, bout you're on me Man wanna send, man don't wanna clash Look, trust me, the school I'm from, blud it's long [Chorus: Chip] Get, get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now Trynna get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now (Serious) [Verse 2: Jme] Yeah, man still don't care tho You can't hear, man will drill those ear holes Man's not scared, don’t feel no fear no Been away, but I’m gonna kill this year bro Feelings clear, man spit facts innit, facts Man had to adlib it Lights out in a dance It's either me or Batman’s batarang back did it Man's back with it Spin a man like boss bearings Spin a man like that fidget Man chat wicked up on mic But face to face, nah, it's not that, is it Got stacks in a safe, got stacks in a bank Yeah, stack illegal and stack legit You have to sandwich it Got bread on both sides Tell no lie, us man did it [Chorus: Chip] Get, get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now Trynna get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now (Brrrt) [Verse 3: Frisco] Here's what they’re talkin' about What's good cuzzie, it's north in the house (Oh yeah) Diss man and there's no talking it out Fam, how you're gonna talk with a hawk in your mouth (Sky) Diss Chip, famalam that's risky (Wah) You're either lean, drunk or tipsy If you got love for me, say it now Don't wait till I'm on my deathbed it's a myth, see How many of these MC's gotta now get buried (How many?) Many, many, oh so many, the flow so heavy I slow-mo any I'm down for the fuckery, I'm oh so ready (Oh yeah) Dem man carry too much feelings I came up on some rude boy teachings (Yes) Try shut man down, man come back around Always find a way to sneak in, come on [Chorus: Chip] Get, get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now Trynna get that pound Touch that town Gas that crowd Shut that down Facts in the booth on a track right now Me and my niggas on gas right now (Brrrt)