Ready For It

Fuck the smoke, they say you ready for it
Say you ready for the smoke
They say you ready for it
My niggas ready for it (HeartBeatz on the track)

If you say you want the smoke with me
Then say you ready for it
Askin' for that pressure, you gon' get
That's what you beggin' for
We already one up, tell 'em bitches
"Look up, check the score"
My shotta got a body on his belt but he want several more
New opps on my trail
What the hell, you ain't from out of town
They hatin', but I can't tell
Why the hell you tryna bite my style?
In my face they smile but they talk down when I'm not around
Bitch, you can't come around if you ain't down
That shit I'm not alone

OxyContin, ain't on no bean, I'm relaxin' (I'mrelaxin')
Cops watchin', they still servin' fiends in the alley
Bitch, I'm not flodgin', Glock in my jeans, I get active
Body full of Wocky, sippin' codeine by the gallon
Opps dropin', fuck the police, we do the damage
Stick chop-block him, contact his knees ain't no more dancin'
Ain't gotta drop deposit, they do it free, no understandin'
They hop out poppin', shootin' with ease, no, they don't panic

What you gon' do with me?
There's two of me
It might just come in handy
My 23's they'll shoot for me
And they're catching hands like Randy
Got a dick under my Glock
This bitch a thot
She a lil' menace
You never know, 6 will get active
He do magic, make shit vanish

If you say you want the smoke with me
Then say you ready for it
Askin' for that pressure, you gon' get
That's what you beggin' for
We already one up, tell 'em bitches
"Look up, check the score"
My shotta got a body on his belt but he want several more
New opps on my trail
What the hell, you ain't from out of town
They hatin', but I can't tell
Why the hell you tryna bite my style?
In my face they smile but they talk down when I'm not around
Bitch, you can't come around if you ain't down
That shit I'm not alone