Ready (feat. Gunna)

Lyrics

Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 I can't fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all disgust me
 When you with your maggot ass friends, don't discuss me
 FN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush me
 I hear 'em sayin' such and such, a nigga ain't gon' touch me
 Big body Benz, 'member I used to be dusty
 Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please
 I was sellin' weed when they came out with white tee
 Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
 Whole hood poppin', other niggas, they don't like me
 Made her eat it up, she told her friend, "He gon' wife me"
 All my niggas thoroughbred, I don't fuck with crossbreeds
 Free all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready (ready)
 Put some fine bitches in Margiel-y's (Margiel-y)
 Two new glass tinted, these baguette-y's (baguette-y)
 Ain't gon' bash you bitches, I ain't petty (nah)
 Just know we fuckin', we ain't goin' steady (goin' steady)
 I don't wanna sleep, I need more Addys (need more Addys)
 I ain't have no kid but I'm her daddy (I'm her daddy)
 Better shake her ass like it's Magic (like it's Magic)
 20s in my pocket look like cabbage (yeah)
 Carats everywhere, I'm a rabbit (I'm a rabbit)
 I ain't Shawty Lo, but what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
 We was taught to go, keep that cannon (that cannon)
 I'm on fuckin' go, I can't panic (I can't panic)
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 Money conversations, check my feng shui
 I buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel, I'm on straight
 Supermodel, her body gon' be my entree
 I been runnin' with hitters, my youngins gun slang
 Cars of the day, brand new Wraith
 My life circle, mines ain't straight
 Bills ain't late, paid no notes
 I ain't no joke, they want smoke
 We exotic, start a riot, we gon' riot
 .223's, drakes outside
 We don't get tired, we gon' die
 
 Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 I can't fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all disgust me
 When you with your maggot ass friends, don't discuss me
 FN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush me
 I hear 'em sayin' such and such, a nigga ain't gon' touch me
 Big body Benz, 'member I used to be dusty
 Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please
 I was sellin' weed when they came out with white tee
 Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
 Whole hood poppin', other niggas, they don't like me
 Made her eat it up, she told her friend, "He gon' wife me"
 All my niggas thoroughbred, I don't fuck with crossbreeds
 Free all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready (ready)
 Put some fine bitches in Margiel-y's (Margiel-y)
 Two new glass tinted, these baguette-y's (baguette-y)
 Ain't gon' bash you bitches, I ain't petty (nah)
 Just know we fuckin', we ain't goin' steady (goin' steady)
 I don't wanna sleep, I need more Addys (need more Addys)
 I ain't have no kid but I'm her daddy (I'm her daddy)
 Better shake her ass like it's Magic (like it's Magic)
 20s in my pocket look like cabbage (yeah)
 Carats everywhere, I'm a rabbit (I'm a rabbit)
 I ain't Shawty Lo, but what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
 We was taught to go, keep that cannon (that cannon)
 I'm on fuckin' go, I can't panic (I can't panic)
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 Money conversations, check my feng shui
 I buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel, I'm on straight
 Supermodel, her body gon' be my entree
 I been runnin' with hitters, my youngins gun slang
 Cars of the day, brand new Wraith
 My life circle, mines ain't straight
 Bills ain't late, paid no notes
 I ain't no joke, they want smoke
 We exotic, start a riot, we gon' riot
 .223's, drakes outside
 We don't get tired, we gon' die
 
 Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 I can't fuck with none of y'all niggas, y'all disgust me
 When you with your maggot ass friends, don't discuss me
 FN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush me
 I hear 'em sayin' such and such, a nigga ain't gon' touch me
 Big body Benz, 'member I used to be dusty
 Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please
 I was sellin' weed when they came out with white tee
 Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee
 Whole hood poppin', other niggas, they don't like me
 Made her eat it up, she told her friend, "He gon' wife me"
 All my niggas thoroughbred, I don't fuck with crossbreeds
 Free all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready (ready)
 Put some fine bitches in Margiel-y's (Margiel-y)
 Two new glass tinted, these baguette-y's (baguette-y)
 Ain't gon' bash you bitches, I ain't petty (nah)
 Just know we fuckin', we ain't goin' steady (goin' steady)
 I don't wanna sleep, I need more Addys (need more Addys)
 I ain't have no kid but I'm her daddy (I'm her daddy)
 Better shake her ass like it's Magic (like it's Magic)
 20s in my pocket look like cabbage (yeah)
 Carats everywhere, I'm a rabbit (I'm a rabbit)
 I ain't Shawty Lo, but what's happenin'? (What's happenin'?)
 We was taught to go, keep that cannon (that cannon)
 I'm on fuckin' go, I can't panic (I can't panic)
 In that fast thing, speedin' through the city (skrrt, skrrt)
 Panoramic brain, and my dash digi' (dash digi')
 Motherfuck the fame, all my niggas litty (lit)
 Backwood to the face, I don't smoke no Philly (nah)
 Drip, drippin' sauce like I'm chili (sauce)
 Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly (it's chilly)
 I got three big booty broads at the Telly (the Telly)
 And they know from the start who was ready
 Money conversations, check my feng shui
 I buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel, I'm on straight
 Supermodel, her body gon' be my entree
 I been runnin' with hitters, my youngins gun slang
 Cars of the day, brand new Wraith
 My life circle, mines ain't straight
 Bills ain't late, paid no notes
 I ain't no joke, they want smoke
 We exotic, start a riot, we gon' riot
 .223's, drakes outside
 We don't get tired, we gon' die
 

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Duration
03:33
Key
1
Tempo
77 BPM

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