Right [from Season 4 of Atlanta]

The old lady dancing with the blue devil
East Side Swim Club, that's the new ghetto
I ain't hating though
I swing low go past subterranean
The weed man hit me up, new geraniums
A whole locker full of chips
Gotta break 'em in
(New chips, gotta break 'em in
Right? Right?)
Took Williams to 10th, then I made a right
(Right?)
Smoke a joint, I'm at home playing Half Life
Hit the high score
Then I'll probably act right (Right?)
Tell the haters that they gotta
Get my stacks right
And my skin glowing in the black light
They all say
"You was crazy when you rap tight"
I throw the thumbs up and they act right
They say there's no pictures in the trap
Right? But I'ma trap star in my real life
Gotta put it in a place they don't look once
How you know? I read it in a book once
Swing down, mid town, I was on Punce
The bistros keep going, I don't speak fronts
Throw the powder in the wash
While my team bubble you outta order
You would think I was being subtle
Coming at you three deep, so they gotta watch
Matinee in the day, check my pocket watch
It's no lies and I can't front
Seen it in a movie once
RoboCop in the street with an uzi once