Artist: Meek Mill f/ Cory Gunz, DJ Drama, French Montana, Mase Album: Dreamchasers 3 Song: Right Now Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: DJ Drama] They say they want a 506 trial, said I've been goin' too mack So you know what? I'mma wake up and give 'me they mothafuckin' dreams DJ DRAMA~! [Chorus: French Montana] + {Meek Mill} Light the mu'fuckin' roof on fire {WOOOOO!} Know you see that coupe when we ride {Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!} I'm talkin' right now (right now) right now (right now) - shawty slide I'm talkin' right now (right now) right now (right now) Light the mu'fuckin' roof on fire {WOOOOO!} See that coupe when we ride {Pull up! Pull up! Pull up! Pull up!} I'm talkin' right now (right now) right now (right now) Right now (right now) right now (right now) [Meek Mill] Yeah, okay The roof on fire (okay) let the mu'fucker burn (Let it burn) Yo friend took a molly, it's yo mu'fuckin' turn (Yo turn) And y'all know all my money straight (it's straight) like a mu'fuckin' perm (no perm) And all I get is brain, and still ain't mu'ucking learn Hold up, nigga right now, turn the lights down with a thick bad bitch and she light brown And she gone make that ass clap, for a real nigga like right now Ohh, ohh, and I'm iced down, but that pussy so wet I might drown With my swimwear, I jump in there, like splash! [Chorus] [Cory Gunz] Militia Gang, whattup {?}, DC, Young Money Fuck hoes we don't love those, nigga you don't live by the thug code It's +Levels+ to this shit, it's metals in this shit, and several niggas get introduced to the snub nose Stomp niggas out 'til the club close (haha) leave a nigga shirt filled with mud holes All my flows they love those, we ain't the same set but you wearing blood clothes I'm loaded now, fuck you talkin' 'bout? I just left the judge I just met your bitch that mean it's goin' down [Chorus] [Mase] Yeah, yeah, uh Man what it look like, bein' a nigga got the lot of y'all? Little snitch nigga like a fly on the wall and I'm in a chick head like Tylenol And I roll up in that black 'Bach, Matte black or that black Lac And I put another hole in your snapback, step back, act bad Who said somethin' I ain't gettin' on nothin'? Nigga picture that; pop that nigga Stop that nigga, drop that nigga, watch that nigga, rock that nigga, we get it back When I turn up niggas wanna chill (niggas wanna chill?) I figured that Murder back on that old ish, point me back where the strippers at [Chorus]