Ready (Explicit)

Ready (Explicit) - Lil Baby/Gunna

Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Sergio Kitchens/Leland Tyler Wayne

Composed by：Dominique Jones/Sergio Kitchens/Leland Tyler Wayne

Produced by：Metro Boomin

Metro Boomin want some more n***a more more more

In that fast thing speedin' through the city

Skrrt skrrt

Panoramic brain and my dash digi' dash digi'

Motherf**k the fame all my n***as litty

Lit

Backwood to the face I don't smoke no philly

Nah

Drip drippin' sauce like I'm chili chili

Sauce

Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly chilly

I got three big booty broads at the telly telly

The telly

And they know from the start who was ready

I can't f**k with none of y'all n***as

Y'all disgust me

When you with your maggot a*s friends

Don't discuss me

FN with extended clip

I hope them try to rush me

I hear 'em sayin' such and such

A n***a 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' w**d when they came out with white tee

Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee

Whole hood poppin' other n***as

They don't like me

Made her eat it up she told her friend

He gon' wife me

All my n***as thoroughbred

Don't f**k with crossbreeds

Free all of the bros down road and on rice street

Rice street

In that fast thing

Speedin' through the city skrrt skrrt

Panoramic brain and my dash digi' dash digi'

Motherf**k the fame

All my n***as litty

Lit

Backwood to the face

I don't smoke no philly philly

Nah

Drip drippin' sauce like I'm chili chili

Sauce

Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly chilly

I got three big booty broads at the telly the telly

Telly

And they know from the start who was ready

Ready

Put some fine b***hes in margiel-y's

Margiel-y

Two new glass tinted these baguette-y' s baguette-y

Ain't gon' bash you b***hes

I ain't petty

Nah

Just know we f**kin'

We ain't goin' steady

Goin' steady

I don't wanna sleep

I need more addys

Need more addy

I ain't have no kid but I'm her daddy

I'm her daddy

Better shake her a*s like it's magic

Like it's magic

Twenties in my pocket look like cabbage 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 f**kin' 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'

Motherf**k the fame all my n***as litty litty

Lit

Backwood to the face I don't smoke no phily

Nah

Drip drippin' sauce like I'm chili chili

Sauce

Let that mink hang to the floor when it's chilly chilly

It's chilly

I got three big booty broads at the

Telly the telly telly

And they know from the start who was ready

Money conversations check my feng shui

I buy dolce gabbana chanel a month straight

Supermodel her body gon' be my entree

I been runnin' with hitters

My youngins gun slang

Cars up to date 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' ride

223's drakes outside

We don't get tired we gon' die