throw your fucking hoodies on,
Nah, you can't hang, nah,
If you see me on the road,
If you see me on the strip,
with the 40 bottle twist and the cap
Outside all night, pitchin' a crack
But now things are a little bit different
without the kid in the ignition
Niggas strapped to the max
And the bluff's back, bitch,
you ain't ready for me, man
What? You ain't ready for me,
The bully harder than them bars
And you don't know you see the ghost
I kill your ass while you daydream, nigga
I put your big man to sleep and let him fly
Catch shit when you runnin' the bitch raw
I go off when the shit's on
I usually turn it up when the gold in
And the bully in this bitch
You know I got the fully in this bitch
In the best shape of my life
I know I can roof, niggas
I'll send him back down, Zeke,
I know you're the truth, n***a
you ain't ready for me, me
What? You ain't ready for me,
you ain't ready for me, yeah
What? You ain't ready for me,
you ain't ready for me, yeah
What? You ain't ready for me,
Get stretched whether skinny or diesel
so it's gon' be plenty of evil
So run and tell all of the people
Hit the club, rob shit, doing coke, check
Just for the fuck of the nigga
Heard you bust with a nigga
Like the blow -up pound of weed
Heard you buffing a nigga
Yeah, what? I get berserk when
You fuck around like you don't want
I get the family, the doggy,
And you know you ain't ready for me
Got a young boy to turn your shit