"TIGHT" lyrics

And I been sippin' on mud again, they thought I had a disease
Went to the doctor and sneezed
I been coughin' a lot, that's an awful lot of cough syrup drippin' on my jeans
I'm with a bad, bad, bad thotiana, head and top tomorrow then I leave
Go to the bank, then I'm hurtin' the Porsche
Someone told me do I [?] of course
Could cut a bitch off, I don't have no remorse
Benjamin talk, smack him on his head
[?], my presidents dead
Blood on my walls, all I'm seein' is red
She on Adderall, off Perkies instead
Know I'ma call this shit the way I see this shit and that's for real
And you cappin' 'bout it, nigga, still
I can't understand the way you feel
Get money, I don't wanna chill
Can't pour it up, it's not a seal
Just poured a four in my Sprite
Never wrong, so I must be right
You were wrong, so you must be tight
Make the bands, stack my bands
Get the bands, flip it more (You were wrong, so you must be tight)
Take the plug, re it up
Bricks for sale, run it up (You were wrong, so you must be tight)

Never wrong, so I must be right
You were wrong, so you must be tight
Never wrong, so I must be right, let's fight