eternalumadeit - ready to shoot! (ft. tg) lyrics
[intro]
go, woah, yeah, woah
woah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i’m ready to shoot
i got the draco, let’s see what it do (grrah, grrah)
thumbin’ through hundreds
i k!ll a lil n+++a, then hit with a check
i be gettin the blue (woah)
i spent a band, just to put the balenci
all over the lace of my shoes (grrah)
but you know about that
look at the way i be gettin’ the bag (yeah, uh)
and be making the moves (yeah, uh)
run up on me, then that choppa gon’ overcook him (grrt grrt, baow)
appears they be jealous, over the way i overlook ’em (naaaah)
i think they cops, with thе way
they look at me crooked (grrt grrt, boom)
i was moving bricks, for a bag
had to push it (ayе)
[verse 1]
b+tch, it gets realer than real in the boat (it gets realer than real in the boat)
look at your b+tch, she be grabbin’ the chance too (she really be grabbin’ the chance too)
i pass that b+tch, gotta get to the end, and then get to the blue (get to the blue)
imma pull up on an opp, with a mask
i feel like mf doom (go, go, go, go!)
b+tch!
i’m doing a show, and they gave me 200 (go)
i’m counting my guap (go, yeah)
i really be flexin my money
i really be flexin, i feel like a dropout (woah, woah, woah)
i told you i’d k!ll it (go)
i promised i’ll put it on go (go, woah)
i’m in the challenger, smoking the opps (brrat, bang)
if we gon shoot, then they gon’+
[verse 2]
run up your own check
relyin’ on me, just to pay their rent
she like how designer the [?]
i really be thinkin’ ’bout m&m’s (woah)
this .40 can, huh
i’m gonna put the vvs on my neck
i know they want me dead
i feel like 50, cause many men (tut tut, boom)
they shoot me down, but they ain’t do sh+t
like, where’s that grip? (where’s that grip?)
i got diamonds on me, hit a shot
so you can [?] my wrist ([?] my wrist)
it really be p+ssy, this choppa on me
gonna act like a d+ck (act like a d+ck)
why they be talking, then come to my show
just to open the clip
[chorus]
i’m ready to shoot
i got the draco, let’s see what it do (grrah, grrah)
thumbin’ through hundreds
i k!ll a lil n+++a, then hit with a check
i be gettin the blue (woah)
i spent a band, just to put the balenci
all over the lace of my shoes (grrah)
but you know about that
look at the way i be gettin’ the bag (yeah, uh)
and be making the moves (yeah, uh)
run up on me, then that choppa gon’ overcook him (grrt grrt, baow)
appears they be jealous, over the way i overlook ’em (naaaah)
i think they cops, with the way
they look at me crooked (grrt grrt, boom)
i was moving bricks, for a bag
had to push it (aye)
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