paroles de chanson READY (feat. Kasho) - B Shiesty

Give me just one night,
I'm ready to go right now, I'm ready to go right now
Let's go

I'm ready, I'm ready for to go, let it blow
I got this gas stuffed in a roach
We out of rilos, we can't smoke
I got this girl that they don't know
I got this Glock that I'm gon' tote
I do the dash, my whip gon' float
Been making bands jumped off the porch
We got them guns, we lay em' down
That new suppressor make no sound
I got some pressure, lay it out
I drop some bars over your head
No, we can't lay down to your bed I gotta play, I just want head
Can't talk no shit, cause you be scared
We sending bullets at your head

I do the dash up in a Wraith
Been making bands that I'm gon' chase
These diamonds dancing roller skate
They so crushed up, look like a lake
He be with thots, I think his fake Kick down your door, cause yo rent late
I put my stuff in a fish tank
I add some rocks think my wrist ate
A bad lil thot she can't swim away I shot him down, it's a fade away He in the ground, we gon' spin away
We scammed them bad, we got big bank
The army pulled up with big tank
I told that bitch that her cat stank
Get out the way and I smoke my dank
Exclusive denim, you can't say it's fake

When I'm finished, I'm on the narcotics
When I'm out with your fee, she get off of the molly
I got two bad thots, they won't get off my body
That's a R.I.P., we ain't paying no homey
I'm with your girl, she wanna go for a ride
Them niggas chattin', they ain't finna slide
Kasho and Shiesty pull up and they hide
I got a bitch we like Bonnie and Clyde
Young nigga on go, he just ready to slide
I got my niggas, we pull up with sticks
Kasho, B Shiest, gon' send us a blitz
I've been making these bands, it's gon' come off the rip
Bitch, I got me a Glock and I'm lettin' it hit
When I aim at your head, I'll be gettin' it split
I'm not tryna go to your girl, she gon' pull up and lick
I really don't see how I'm making these hits
It feel like I cook that shit up and it's easy as grits
She finna creep on my social to be in the mix
I don't need you tryna get to the gravy
I don't care about y'all, I might go to the Navy
In a all blue suit but the bottom be red
I'ma get to the chicken I get to the bread
I told her come here baby girl you ain't gotta be scared
I know what you fear but, just know that shit in yo head
They literally hatin' because, they can see you ahead

I'm ready, I'm ready for to go, let it blow
I got this gas stuffed in a roach
We out of rilos, we can't smoke
I got this girl that they don't know
I got this Glock that I'm gon' tote
I do the dash, my whip gon' float
Been making bands jumped off the porch
We got them guns, we lay em' down
That new suppressor make no sound
I got some pressure, lay it out
I drop some bars over your head
No, we can't lay down to your bed I gotta play, I just want head
Can't talk no shit, cause you be scared
We sending bullets at your head