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You ain’t ready for sure I mixed the Faygo with four I’m Gucci down to the floor Say that she ready for more No, you not ready for war No, you not ready for war And you not talking to me I keep a Glock on the seat I keep the Raf on my feet I keep a rack in my jeans No, you not ready for heat No, you not ready for heat If you talking on my name I gotta redrum And she swear that we in love 'cause we in bed some Say she smarter than her friends but her head dumb Ya boy ain’t never movin' but he said sumn' Baby I got lots of guala, she feelin' up on my wallet Seducing me for some Prada but I ain’t worried bout nada I blow it and watch 'em burn, I’m doing from what I learned Making it how I earned, been waiting but it’s my turn I know it’s my time If you cross me you gon' die Telling me these lies Boy you lucky you alive You ain’t ready for sure I mixed the Faygo with four I’m Gucci down to the floor Say that she ready for more No, you not ready for war No, you not ready for war And you not talking to me I keep a Glock on the seat I keep the Raf on my feet I keep a rack in my jeans No, you not ready for heat No, you not ready for heat I got a rack on my side so now she spendin' the night I heard you talkin' on me, I give yo ass the big price When we ask, you gonna lie See, how the f**k you gon' lie? Now why you riskin' yo life? I guess you just want to die See, I know what you heard but girl that sh*t ain't no truth I put yo ass in the dirt, don't try to act like we cool I'm sippin' way too much lean, I got addicted to goop I got these racks in my Ksubis but girl just know I stay true, yeah I want to write ya, I want to Skype ya (Yah, Yah) If he gon' test me, call up Sol 'cause that boy a sniper And I'm ridin' with my gang, feel like we some bikers And you know I'm killin' legends, I feel like the Viper, yeah, ay She with me, we just left Saks We don't need the receipt 'cause we ain't takin' it back She my packrunner b*t*h and that's just a fact I'm off of this Perc and they hate how I act I'ma hit you right back Me and Weiland on the scene just like a cast And the top drop slow but I drive this b*t*h fast I'm so stoned, feel like I'm in first class Don't call my phone if you ain't talkin' cash I'm alone, left my friends in the past She give dome like she just left her class You ain’t ready for sure I mixed the Faygo with four I’m Gucci down to the floor Say that she ready for more No, you not ready for war No, you not ready for war And you not talking to me I keep a Glock on the seat I keep the Raf on my feet I keep a rack in my jeans No, you not ready for heat No, you not ready for heat
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