"We Ready" lyrics
Grrt, grrt
Grrt, grrt, grrt
Come here (Uh)
Bounce out with this Choppa
Micro Drac', this bitch gon' get him done (Where he going? Where he going?)
Thinkin' with his dick
That same lil' bitch had ran off with his gun (Ran off)
We chase shit for real, come here, where you going
Why the fuck did buddy run? (Come here, come here)
Caught him lacking
Jump out pistols clapped him, left him looking dumb (Grrt)
Mad about his bitch
He ate the clip and died over some buns (Brrt, brrt)
New Gen5 came with a switch
Man fuck a stick, I want a drum (Come here, come here)
Man lil' shorty 'nem some goofys
ESD just like some bums (They ass dumb)
I don't care about a bitch
I leave her quick then stack my funds (Nigga I'm rich)
Don't want smoke, this shit like squares
Smoke in the air, fucked up his lungs (His lungs)
Shit get scary when we slide
Nighttime dressed up like a nun (Grrt)
Hoes hoppin' in black trucks, we gon' act up
Man let's have some fun (Let's go)
They had bounced out on him by his crib
Left him in the lawn
Niggas talking like they that
They ain't no opps, yeah you my son (They ass some goofys)
Can't believe he kissed that bitch, (We up on opps)
I had my dick all on her tounge (Man fuck it, we up on opps)
Better not lack, cause we too quick to catch that hat
Mondre drive, Will on the side, (Come here, come here)
I'm totin Drac', we in the scatt (Grrt)
Lil' bitch pretty, drip designer fashion
Ass big, coochie fat (Yeah, coochie's fat)
If it's war just let us know
We send it up, leave it at that (We send it up)
Niggas bitches, they don't want no beef
They know we drench the 'Raq (Man, drench his ass)
Lil' cuz called me, "Opps been tryna troll"
Man, tell they ass get back (Man, go get back)
Nah this not a 'Rango
She ain't used to fast shit, this the Track (Skrrt, Skrrt)
I touched down, came back and flipped a pound
Since then I went up racks (Touched down and ran it up)
Just like Ricky, he couldn't duck the switchy
Got hit all in his back (Grrt)
Tom and Jerry, that boy hella scary
Got caught and he rat (His ass a rat)
Fried as fuck, I just popped me a thirty
Don't know where I'm at (Man, where we at?)
We put belt to ass
We up on all the opps and that's just facts
Just like Ricky, he couldn't duck the switchy
Got hit all in his back
Tom and Jerry, that boy hella scary
Got caught and he rat
Fried as fuck, I just popped me a thirty
Don't know where I'm at
We put belt to ass
We up on all the opps and that's just facts, bitch
Grrt, grrt, grrt
Come here (Uh)
Bounce out with this Choppa
Micro Drac', this bitch gon' get him done (Where he going? Where he going?)
Thinkin' with his dick
That same lil' bitch had ran off with his gun (Ran off)
We chase shit for real, come here, where you going
Why the fuck did buddy run? (Come here, come here)
Caught him lacking
Jump out pistols clapped him, left him looking dumb (Grrt)
Mad about his bitch
He ate the clip and died over some buns (Brrt, brrt)
New Gen5 came with a switch
Man fuck a stick, I want a drum (Come here, come here)
Man lil' shorty 'nem some goofys
ESD just like some bums (They ass dumb)
I don't care about a bitch
I leave her quick then stack my funds (Nigga I'm rich)
Don't want smoke, this shit like squares
Smoke in the air, fucked up his lungs (His lungs)
Shit get scary when we slide
Nighttime dressed up like a nun (Grrt)
Hoes hoppin' in black trucks, we gon' act up
Man let's have some fun (Let's go)
They had bounced out on him by his crib
Left him in the lawn
Niggas talking like they that
They ain't no opps, yeah you my son (They ass some goofys)
Can't believe he kissed that bitch, (We up on opps)
I had my dick all on her tounge (Man fuck it, we up on opps)
Better not lack, cause we too quick to catch that hat
Mondre drive, Will on the side, (Come here, come here)
I'm totin Drac', we in the scatt (Grrt)
Lil' bitch pretty, drip designer fashion
Ass big, coochie fat (Yeah, coochie's fat)
If it's war just let us know
We send it up, leave it at that (We send it up)
Niggas bitches, they don't want no beef
They know we drench the 'Raq (Man, drench his ass)
Lil' cuz called me, "Opps been tryna troll"
Man, tell they ass get back (Man, go get back)
Nah this not a 'Rango
She ain't used to fast shit, this the Track (Skrrt, Skrrt)
I touched down, came back and flipped a pound
Since then I went up racks (Touched down and ran it up)
Just like Ricky, he couldn't duck the switchy
Got hit all in his back (Grrt)
Tom and Jerry, that boy hella scary
Got caught and he rat (His ass a rat)
Fried as fuck, I just popped me a thirty
Don't know where I'm at (Man, where we at?)
We put belt to ass
We up on all the opps and that's just facts
Just like Ricky, he couldn't duck the switchy
Got hit all in his back
Tom and Jerry, that boy hella scary
Got caught and he rat
Fried as fuck, I just popped me a thirty
Don't know where I'm at
We put belt to ass
We up on all the opps and that's just facts, bitch
