F’N Right Jon Connor (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

[Hook: Jon Connor]
(Fucking right, fucking right)
If your bitch wanna fuck with me
(She fucking right, fucking right)
She keep pulling all on my jeans
(She fucking right, fucking right)
Every time I step out I ball
(Fucking right, fucking right)
Cause I ain't got time to worry about y'all
(You fucking right)
There's ten bad bitches knocking at the door
(You fucking right)
They all bad bitches
(You motherfucking right, you fucking right)
Theres ten bad bitches knocking at the door
(You fucking right)
They all bad bitches
(You motherfucking right, you fucking right)

[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
I do it for my city, that's never gonna stop
Fly city nigga, from my head to my socks
She want a ménage and you thinking I'm not
One give me head while the other one watch
Take her to the crib, it's just one of them nights
Ain't loving your bitch but I'm loving my life
You ain't gotta worry who the illest on the mic
Million dollar flow, I got a million dollar life
Loving how I'm living but it came at a price
Million dollar nigga got a million dollar wife
Try to push me to the edge but I never fell off
Had to get it with my niggas, now we living well off
Niggas wanted me to fail, I don't know what to tell y'all
Haters on my dick, when , what the hell , will they get off?
Came back, I had to get it every time we took a loss , ended up making me to a motherfuckin boss
Stay the fuck out of my business, can I get a witness?
You're talking to a nigga in the trenches
My hustle relentless, ball on you niggas while y'all watch the game from the benches
Now I'm in the spot, on these hoes
Getting on the ones I like
She know when to fuck all night, man, she looking at me like nigga
You Fucking Right