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tfemi - ready to blow lyrics

[intro: tfemi]
ayo twink i don’t think they ready for this one

[hook: twinkdagawd]
imma be ready to blow until i put that pen on paper i’m on go
imma be ready to blow until i put that pen to paper i’m on go
had a headstart on glow now im bout to blow x2

[verse: tfemi]
tfemi (haha)
b-tch i’ve been ready blow (yeah)
ride on the stick turn me to a ghost
she loving the high life and fashion boat(whoo)
some of these b-tches irrational
wanting a good guy not bad(not bad)
she wanted bad boy no sav (no sav)
all of my b-tches they bad (they bad)
twerk on the wall doing hand stand(whoo x3)
!now i never been no fake nigga (no)
always trynna keep it real nigga (yeah)
drop a tentoes it went viral(it did)
its 11 on a side when we ball (now we ball)
and i seen different colors of ecstasy
with 3 bad b-tches right next to me
hit a waiter once get lunch for free
but i want a real hitter to the left of me(
b-tch bad(yeah) (she bad)
all my b-tches bad (yeah)(bad)
made a couple 100 bills they blue (they blue)
now i blow a few checks feel new(feel new)
these jawns on my floor bisexual
stick talk, put it in, dissect a little
maybe when i’m really bout to blow(say what?)
imma count this bread perpetual

[hook: tfemi]
imma be ready to blow until i put that pen on paper i’m on go
imma be ready to blow until i put that pen to paper i’m on go
had a headstart on glow now im bout to blow x2

[verse: twinkdagawd ]
pretty muf-cka up and coming ain’t no sucka
raised up in newark guess you can call it the gutter
streets so f-cked up made a lil nigga rougher
cousins with the shits so u know it made me tougher
been with this rap shit now niggas gotta suffer
born blessed see a bad b-tch gotta stuff her
p-ss her to my main mans you know he gon duff her
gotta her on worldstar u still gon love her
pause
i ain’t no k!ller but dont push me
dont sling rocks dont fire shots no lucys
my bars hit my paper stretch my pen bleed
point at a nigga who strapped more then jt
i ain’t talking bout guns my mans do overseas
she want the milk n the nuts in her like im almond breeze
trynna have my baby, girl ain’t trynna let me free
i want all the f-cking fame ion f-ck wit tease

[verse: tfemi]
ready to blow
i swear that i’m ready to blow
all of these winning
ain’t tripping, stay humble
cause sometimes i feel i’m the goat
vote for us like a mascot
how they hating now their mask off
foes turn to friends
haters turn to fans
someone get em 4 their mans poped yeah
wooh, race em for a pink slip
i love bacon, but i’m never speaking pig shit
on a heist but we know he gonna snitch
take your mans cause i feel like he a b-tch
only real niggas with me
if u a snake are u even really with me?
im on a table full of bread winners with me
not the same if my hitta ain’t with me
i swear that i want her but i never tell her cause sometimes that gas her
i really be careful cause some of the groupies be showing the love and it’s fake
my nigga twink we just try to keep winning it
new to the game how we already k!lling this
idk we might have to hit a mil and shit
keep the haters outta sight, district

[outro: twinkdagawd ]
ready to blow
i’ve been ready to blow i’m just ready to blow
ready to blow
i’ve been ready to blow i’m so ready to blow
ready to blow
i’ve been ready to blow are you ready to blow
ready to blow
is you ready to blow ready to blow yeah

- tfemi lyrics

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