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letra de right now - danny towers

[intro: danny towers]
look
dt in this motherf-cker, man

[chorus: danny towers]
trap open, fully loaded, but ain’t no deals right now
i got ‘bows, baking soda, but ain’t no pills right now
i’m bringin’ back that gangster sh-t ’cause it ain’t no real right now
my lil’ dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now
trap open, fully loaded, but ain’t no deals right now
i got ‘bows, baking soda, but ain’t no pills right now
i’m bringin’ back that gangster sh-t ’cause it ain’t no real right now
my lil’ dog on a flat, he ready to go on a drill right now

[verse 1: danny towers]
i had to cut some n-ggas off ’cause you can’t take everybody with you
i knew this sh-t was gon’ pay off, just handle up and stay consistent
i ride with baby draco on me, you can tell by the way it’s kickin’
dog sh-t, i keep it on me, swap that ap for the richard (richard, richard, richard)
and for that munyun, she come quicker
glizzy got fifty-round drum-yun, i say f-ck it, i’m gon’ bl!ck ’em (bl!ck ’em, bl!ck ’em, bl!ck ’em)
and ’bout my dogs, i go the distance
dropped a fifty in bal harbour, i walked out of prada glitchin’

[verse 2: bossman dlow]
if juggin’ was a sport, i’m mvp, n-gga (jugg, jugg)
we gettin’ chicken, my right pocket on kfc, n-gga (real chicken, n-gga)
apply that pressure, k!ll ’em dead, rest in peace, n-gga (k!ll ’em dead, n-gga)
me and danny, trap slammin’, real street n-ggas (trap)
i got some young n-ggas ain’t gon’ play with you, they gon’ do it (rrrt)
she knew i was a florida boy soon as she seen the cuban
the police get behind me and hit the siren, i’ma lose it (yoom)
real trap n-gga, it’s a dope boy movement (n-gga, big za)

[interlude: lil wet]
what it is? (brrt)
what it ain’t?
what it is? (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
what it ain’t?
what it is?
what it ain’t?
let’s do it
brrt, brrt
[verse 3: lil wet]
we like fast cars and parkin’ amgs (yeah, yeah)
i got enough to buy the block and feed the streets (brrt, brrt, brrt)
growin’ up, my favorite letters pnc and arp (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
i can tell by that fake that these n-ggas really creep (let’s do it)
i keep on buyin’ wigs, i’m sorry i cheated on you, boo (let’s do it, let’s do it)
f-ck cheese, look like i stuffed it with a shoe (let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go)
don’t leave my messages on read, got money comin’ out the blue (let’s do it, let’s do it)
double-r, i got her hangin’ out the motherf-ckin’ roof (brrt)
don’t p-ss me off, i got a b-tton behind the 17
get money, my mama told me eat my collard greens
jump out in that wide-body, that money, b-tch, i’ll slide ’bout it
my brother, i slap fives ’bout him, them b-tches, they gon’ cry about me
yeah

[outro: lil wet]
what it is?
what it ain’t?
what it is?
what it ain’t?
what it is?
what it ain’t?
let’s do it
brrt, brrt

- danny towers

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