Lyrics:
you ready?
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?
Come on
Niggas ain't ready 'cause they minds
my mind is changing
Rearranging this dangerous melody, uh
Yeah, and I know that ain't nobody finna ever be ahead of me
All that competition right there
what I love
I know you bitches know that I ain't to be played with
Don't have no picks and chooses who get they head split
They die quick, fucking
think I'm ready, ready for love
You know what to do
Throw me on the counter by the kitchen door
Let's do acrobatics, make my body soar
Make the neighbors
she's such a rebel
She talkin' bout puttin' in her face like some freckles
Do the dash up on the whip, yeah, I'm outta control
Heavy metal on my hip if he
everyday i'm bout a fuck and then I dip shit
And I ain't tryna' run it if you playin'
I be goin' super sayin' he gone run up in my Dm's but i'm lit bitch
fast
Chasin 1st place ain't settling for last
We just a hit a lick we just did the dash
We could run a train but only if it's fat
Now her mans pressed
and now I want more
And I do not fuck with y'all niggas so this is a warning
You better be ready for war
You talking crazy and we at ya door
Choppa drumming
Still trapped but they know i'll be fine
Mofuckas be pissed that I got dimes
Swipe the C, ain't got no fuckin' decline
Baby, imma put chu in the damn
the path that we've chosen (Yes)
I'm ready to meet him 'cause where I'm living ain't right
Black hate white, white hate black, it's right back
was calling me 2 chains
Acapella was spitting that real pain
Nigga you bout to quit cause you ain’t paid
They hate on niggas they be chatting like Doja
missin'[00:28.87]Hole in my heart, I ain't got the hugs and kisses[00:31.77]XO, I ain't check my phone in days[00:33.98]She hope that I'm alive, every night she gotta
Cause I be crazy, psycho call me the murder man
Hustla, balla put you in the funeral parlor 911 in your pager
And haul you, and when you call back you
a dash
Girl you really left me cold
Now I guess I gotta do this shit alone
Now I guess I gotta get these commas by my lonely
Used to be the first now I
is be mad at me
Bitch, don't threaten me
Niggas don't know I'm nice with these
You pay the price with these
Come by this pisces, your life cease
(Rule number one, niggas die, daily, haha)
Hear me! Boo-yaow!
(Ready for whatever, hell yeah
What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga?
Them Thug Life
the dash
Until the tire go flat
We all getting money lil baby, yeah we been in our bag, yeah yeah
(HEYY!, 4GN)
We get them racks in by the case (Racks,
waiting for
Can’t be afraid of the unknown
Cause time waits no man
There’s more to life than we understand
A road with ease ain’t guaranteed
You could be
to break
"Ayy yeah, let me get a Big Mac and a strawberry shake"
Someone snatched me by my neck I thought I must be dead (get off)
Injected me with
City run the game by a long margin
Nah they ain't ready for man, trust me ain't ready for man
Nah they ain't ready for man, trust they ain't ready
platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum but I wear gold
Four hundred, five hundred what I get a show
Play the game right so I'm livin' by the code
We
ugly do you have to be to be a hardcore MC?
Niggaz be fooled by my plaques and my light skin complexture
My whole texture is bombin, destroyin da
poppin' tags
100 Thousand that was stashed inside a duffle bag
This come up way to easy, I aint think this shit would last
Boy, I was doin' the dash
20
fooled by my IG captions
Ain’t heard of the name that’s Kiz, bad b on the line she catting
Says I got a way with words and she rates my grind cah she know
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