Lyrics:
ready to duck
I'm ready to bust, you niggas ain't deserving of trust
Let alone, tryna get a fuck and a buck?
You scared of the truth, i just set fire
ching
You a bad shawty pin you down
Put you in a ring ring
Get dolled up nails done by ling ling
We only going up like a swing swing
Baby you drive me
get ready
I told him it’s cool but we gotta get ready
Don’t ask bout my problems just turn up the speaker
Bro like to sip I’m in love with the reefer
Knock knock
I'm good to go
Knock Knock
I'm good to go
Let's get some time alone
Let's get some time alone
I think my heart is stolen
by your ecstasy
mentally dizzing'
It's like 32 shots when I'm totin' this glizzy
Yeah I'm ready you know how I'm bout to get busy
And I kick it with gang when I ride thru
Ori yato sori o
This boy get too much opolo
Ori yato sori
Wolfboi
Wills with wave
Racks on racks on racks it's on me
Balling on thru Monday to Sunday
and struggling
Bitch I'm ready to accept that I'm bubbling
If she get this dick then she in love with me
If she get this dick then she a real hoe
If I get too mad
(808 Mafia)
Fuck around, parked the 'Vette and didn't even get back in it
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Redbone bitch, yeah, like Hi-Tech, yeah
How do
way
Lookin thick as a loaf of bread by legs
And u get at shakin the way the twista make the tongue play
And this is for tha love and the ladies
go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out, he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin' her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor,
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
, but them niggaz on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this
I know by heart
And it's hard to stop ya
Once the moving starts
We've got the groovy potential
I've learned my lines
And I'm ready to play my
side where the cowboys at
Where the brown blast black
And the black blast right back
That's a fact in the city where I'm from
You better get ready
Ugh-ugh
Yah-Yah
Yah-Yah
Yeah
So I might speed in the beam never seen by the law
So mean with the cream n**** cold like slaw
D*** fiend with
wrong
I thought we’d get over this
But you were already gone
And I should’ve shown you more love
But I was only a child
I wasn’t ready to love you,
But I
to get someone to buy us forties while we smoking
Pass it to my bro killer Cali but I call it dosha
Cause I'm heavy influenced by New Orleans and Georgia
the game go
Niggas get to switching
When you doing what they wishing
But they really can't though
Going only where I'm welcomed
Kick it by my lonely
Standing
attention
You can't stop me now
Sometimes I wonder if it was all for nothing
Get up, hands out, Stand up for yourself kid
These years go by, leaving questions
over by a cop
I'm already ready to get questioned or get hit up by a shot
Or have my face on the cement while people watch from up the block
That's just
about to do damage
Call me a savage, Ima get banished
Do what I do cos they said I won’t have it
I'm from the land of Wakanda
Taken over by the coloniser
saying "You're sucking", ya leech
But I rather show my mindset for this kitsch than be chugging a gallon of pure bleach
Don't get involved in, it's
Go and hold steady
Reaching up just when you're ready
Falling down when it gets heavy
Thinking who I do this for
Never force it I just let it
By my
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