"Im Ready" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, go
Know that I go everywhere with that Draco
Can't get caught down bad, I gotta keep it close
Know I go everywhere with my fire
Keep it close to me, why would you try?
Don't get close to me, you just might fly
Bitch, don't play, you know I keep my four-oh
Yeah, put 'em up, bitch, you ain't foolin' us
Yeah, yeah, I get real zooted up, yeah, I get booted up
Yeah, yeah, she love the way that I'm holdin' my rod
Uh, she tryna go shoot or some'
I get so high like I'm talkin' to God
You better respect me, my bitch is Vietnamese
I'ma fuck her because she gon' let me
Rockin' Ksubis with the SBs
In a G63, bitch, you can't catch me
This shit too easy
Keep a Glock on me because I'm ready, it get deadly
I was still sippin' drank up in a drought
These niggas so broke, that's they mama house, they capped out
How the fuck you up a twenty piece on the 'Gram but sleepin' on the couch?
I done made like half a million, Kan could vouch
Go to sleep up in that Rolls-Royce in the back seat with the pillows
My niggas, they'll grrt out the window
Some of my guys, they do the scams off of the Venmo
Clutchin' the Ruger-57, that bitch, it got an extendo
You cuffin' that bitch and she got hit by the whole gang
You ain't never pressed shit in your whole life but them buttons on your game
She tryna fuck on me first, I'm tryna build her name
Crazy how these bitches'll do anything for fame
My heart so cold like the blood in my motherfuckin' veins
You gotta stay on track everyday like a motherfuckin' train
I give my nigga a stick before he get a chain
I pulled out a thirty bar right out of the bank
Know that I go everywhere with that Draco
Can't get caught down bad, I gotta keep it close
Know I go everywhere with my fire
Keep it close to me, why would you try?
Don't get close to me, you just might fly
Bitch, don't play, you know I keep my four-oh
Yeah, put 'em up, bitch, you ain't foolin' us
Yeah, yeah, I get real zooted up, yeah, I get booted up
Yeah, yeah, she love the way that I'm holdin' my rod
Uh, she tryna go shoot or some'
Yeah
Yeah
Know that I go everywhere with that Draco
Can't get caught down bad, I gotta keep it close
Know I go everywhere with my fire
Keep it close to me, why would you try?
Don't get close to me, you just might fly
Bitch, don't play, you know I keep my four-oh
Yeah, put 'em up, bitch, you ain't foolin' us
Yeah, yeah, I get real zooted up, yeah, I get booted up
Yeah, yeah, she love the way that I'm holdin' my rod
Uh, she tryna go shoot or some'
I get so high like I'm talkin' to God
You better respect me, my bitch is Vietnamese
I'ma fuck her because she gon' let me
Rockin' Ksubis with the SBs
In a G63, bitch, you can't catch me
This shit too easy
Keep a Glock on me because I'm ready, it get deadly
I was still sippin' drank up in a drought
These niggas so broke, that's they mama house, they capped out
How the fuck you up a twenty piece on the 'Gram but sleepin' on the couch?
I done made like half a million, Kan could vouch
Go to sleep up in that Rolls-Royce in the back seat with the pillows
My niggas, they'll grrt out the window
Some of my guys, they do the scams off of the Venmo
Clutchin' the Ruger-57, that bitch, it got an extendo
You cuffin' that bitch and she got hit by the whole gang
You ain't never pressed shit in your whole life but them buttons on your game
She tryna fuck on me first, I'm tryna build her name
Crazy how these bitches'll do anything for fame
My heart so cold like the blood in my motherfuckin' veins
You gotta stay on track everyday like a motherfuckin' train
I give my nigga a stick before he get a chain
I pulled out a thirty bar right out of the bank
Know that I go everywhere with that Draco
Can't get caught down bad, I gotta keep it close
Know I go everywhere with my fire
Keep it close to me, why would you try?
Don't get close to me, you just might fly
Bitch, don't play, you know I keep my four-oh
Yeah, put 'em up, bitch, you ain't foolin' us
Yeah, yeah, I get real zooted up, yeah, I get booted up
Yeah, yeah, she love the way that I'm holdin' my rod
Uh, she tryna go shoot or some'
Yeah
Yeah
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips, Deante Adam Johnson
