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Right Now Video (MV)




Performed By: Vonškii
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: JOSEPH LEE ELLISON, KEVIN NEALON TAYLOR




Vonškii - Right Now Lyrics




Who's red top anyway
I got what you want
But I can't come to the f*ckin' phone right now
Making money while I eat at lunch

Making money, I could have a bunch
Right now
I'm ready to kill you
My niggas they all in the field

You better be ready peel off
Y'all could never kill my dawg
I'm f*ckin' yo hoe off a pill right now
The way these hoes be actin' got me ill right now

Every time she pop that pussy, I be like, wow
Baby why you so wild
I been livin' life fast, think it's time to slow down
I'ma f*ckin' cash cow

I got so much money fallin' on me
Swear to God, I can't even count
Drop that bag in really large amount
She wanna play innocent I know she got some miles
And I dont like the way that sound, yeah
I on a streak just like a nigga never fell
All these bitches wanna drag me to hell
I'm a party boy, I light it up and put my cup up like Jarelle

Can't remember the last I took a L
I been dying silently, I know that they can tell
In my head, all by myself
Can you tell me why is it that don't nobody help

You're not by yourself, I know exactly how you felt, no
Put your heart up on the shelf
You can be yourself
And don't go listen to anybody else

Drop that weight and take a step forward
You been through a lot I know
Do the work, become a boss, let's go
And you don't need no hoes

Cause we don't f*ck with those
Don't go make a wife out of a bitch that's on a pole
This shit be getting so tiring
Cause this shit getting old

F*ck their opinions, take control
Stop tryna save these hoes
Get right and play your role
Go buy a wood, if you get hurt then it get rolled

Then go and get your money and organize it in rows
I won't ever fold
No, I'm staying on ten toes
I make money fold

F*ckin up they phones
I got what you want
But I can't come to the f*ckin' phone right now
Making money while I eat at lunch

Making money, I could have a bunch
Right now
I'm ready to kill you
My niggas they all in the field

You better be ready peel off
Y'all could never kill my dawg
I'm f*ckin' yo hoe off a pill right now
The way these hoes be actin' got me ill right now
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English

Who's red top anyway
I got what you want
But I can't come to the f*ckin' phone right now
Making money while I eat at lunch

Making money, I could have a bunch
Right now
I'm ready to kill you
My niggas they all in the field

You better be ready peel off
Y'all could never kill my dawg
I'm f*ckin' yo hoe off a pill right now
The way these hoes be actin' got me ill right now

Every time she pop that pussy, I be like, wow
Baby why you so wild
I been livin' life fast, think it's time to slow down
I'ma f*ckin' cash cow

I got so much money fallin' on me
Swear to God, I can't even count
Drop that bag in really large amount
She wanna play innocent I know she got some miles
And I dont like the way that sound, yeah
I on a streak just like a nigga never fell
All these bitches wanna drag me to hell
I'm a party boy, I light it up and put my cup up like Jarelle

Can't remember the last I took a L
I been dying silently, I know that they can tell
In my head, all by myself
Can you tell me why is it that don't nobody help

You're not by yourself, I know exactly how you felt, no
Put your heart up on the shelf
You can be yourself
And don't go listen to anybody else

Drop that weight and take a step forward
You been through a lot I know
Do the work, become a boss, let's go
And you don't need no hoes

Cause we don't f*ck with those
Don't go make a wife out of a bitch that's on a pole
This shit be getting so tiring
Cause this shit getting old

F*ck their opinions, take control
Stop tryna save these hoes
Get right and play your role
Go buy a wood, if you get hurt then it get rolled

Then go and get your money and organize it in rows
I won't ever fold
No, I'm staying on ten toes
I make money fold

F*ckin up they phones
I got what you want
But I can't come to the f*ckin' phone right now
Making money while I eat at lunch

Making money, I could have a bunch
Right now
I'm ready to kill you
My niggas they all in the field

You better be ready peel off
Y'all could never kill my dawg
I'm f*ckin' yo hoe off a pill right now
The way these hoes be actin' got me ill right now
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Writer: JOSEPH LEE ELLISON, KEVIN NEALON TAYLOR
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