"Ready" lyrics
Livingroom access, nigga hit your window
Nigga movin' suspect, crop him out the picture
Doubt your fuckin' jakes and don't doubt your bitch niggas
Buddy got a case but he gonna get through it
Flew to next state cause I had my gun blowin'
I ain't on skates, but I slide on God!
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Slidin' through the shoot in a hotbox chevy
Racks out the roof, young nigga out the sunroof
I'm in New York, LA
I'm in New York, LA, I don't even know
White folks said I came sharp, tuxedo
Bussin' out the back free my brother Dino
Open up that pack it smell just like Fredo
I been totin' my gat since I was a jittle
I was tryna rap wasn't listenin' to riddle
First shot my gun, I had to score it
Got up out the car, he got a reward
Racks, chop his ass up, put him in a pack
Take off my shirt, show a thousand texts
Put in that work, can never go back flat
Put in that work, can never go back broke
I'm shootin' that close, I'm aimin' at afro's
Jet off to the play, hasta lue
Light my blunt with the 'stole, can't find my flame
Bitches tell me I'm they ghost, tryna find a man
I done fucked so many hoes, I forgot they name
How this fuck nigga love my flow, this shit insane
Nigga better lock all they doors, I'm comin' in
I just hit a blunt, this be exotic
Pussy nigga front, you never hurt nobody
Bitch I still stunt but I ain't tryna pop it
Need to get your gun, text somebody that gone use it
Count the fuckin' commas up, it got me clueless
You will force the lil' lie that they raise the roofies
I bumped on the spaceship I shouldn't go wreck it
These fuck nigga fakin', can't be in my presence
Topic of discussion these ladies gone talk about Lil Lazer the topic of discussion
Livingroom access, nigga hit your window
Nigga movin' suspect, crop him out the picture
Doubt your fuckin' jakes and don't doubt your bitch niggas
Buddy got a case but he gonna get through it
Flew to next state cause I had my gun blowin'
I ain't on skates, but I slide on God!
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Slidin' through the shoot in a hotbox chevy
Racks out the roof, young nigga out the sunroof
Nigga movin' suspect, crop him out the picture
Doubt your fuckin' jakes and don't doubt your bitch niggas
Buddy got a case but he gonna get through it
Flew to next state cause I had my gun blowin'
I ain't on skates, but I slide on God!
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Slidin' through the shoot in a hotbox chevy
Racks out the roof, young nigga out the sunroof
I'm in New York, LA
I'm in New York, LA, I don't even know
White folks said I came sharp, tuxedo
Bussin' out the back free my brother Dino
Open up that pack it smell just like Fredo
I been totin' my gat since I was a jittle
I was tryna rap wasn't listenin' to riddle
First shot my gun, I had to score it
Got up out the car, he got a reward
Racks, chop his ass up, put him in a pack
Take off my shirt, show a thousand texts
Put in that work, can never go back flat
Put in that work, can never go back broke
I'm shootin' that close, I'm aimin' at afro's
Jet off to the play, hasta lue
Light my blunt with the 'stole, can't find my flame
Bitches tell me I'm they ghost, tryna find a man
I done fucked so many hoes, I forgot they name
How this fuck nigga love my flow, this shit insane
Nigga better lock all they doors, I'm comin' in
I just hit a blunt, this be exotic
Pussy nigga front, you never hurt nobody
Bitch I still stunt but I ain't tryna pop it
Need to get your gun, text somebody that gone use it
Count the fuckin' commas up, it got me clueless
You will force the lil' lie that they raise the roofies
I bumped on the spaceship I shouldn't go wreck it
These fuck nigga fakin', can't be in my presence
Topic of discussion these ladies gone talk about Lil Lazer the topic of discussion
Livingroom access, nigga hit your window
Nigga movin' suspect, crop him out the picture
Doubt your fuckin' jakes and don't doubt your bitch niggas
Buddy got a case but he gonna get through it
Flew to next state cause I had my gun blowin'
I ain't on skates, but I slide on God!
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Look at buddy face, know he ready ready ready
Slidin' through the shoot in a hotbox chevy
Racks out the roof, young nigga out the sunroof
