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Ready
1,771
Hip-Hop/Rap
Ready was released on April 1, 2016 by Bad Azz Music Syndicate as a part of the album Jewella
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AlbumJewella
Release DateApril 1, 2016
LabelBad Azz Music Syndicate
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B-Will
B-Will
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B-Will
B-Will
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She did it for Billie Jean, pour me up some Codeine
Roll me up some dro weed and picked up my friend-sky
[Verse 2]
My car got a ten speed, my bitch she a ten speed
Did a murder on a ten speed
I'm 5'10" but I'm heavy, my pockets ain't pegged
I own it all to my Chevy
I look good but I'm hurtin' on the inside
Forgot my ****, he was workin' on the inside
[Verse 3]
Fuck it, shit I run a whole enterprise
I rent them dope cars from Enterprise, ****
Plus I'm fuckin' with the wild side
Get to bustin', you gon' dial nine, ****
We got them foreign cars and park 'em in the yard
It was a cool hot Sunday but we had choppers in the yard
Ain't no runnin' in my trap, them gon' stop me in the yard
We be them boys rollin' off 'cause people choppin' all the cars
Fuck it, your comments don't offend me
At twenty one we joy ridin' in a Bentley
Crazy or a lie that he told you that he sent me
(Fucked up, he fucked up)
Old square ass ****
[Verse 4]
I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready (I'm ready)
Sure feel ready, better I have a mill ready
Pull up on your block, better have my bill ready
[Verse 5]
Lord, I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready
Sure feel ready, better have a mill ready
Pull up on your block better have my bill ready
[Verse 6]
I sleep inside your sheets but I'm ready (But I'm ready)
I sleep rich with this street shit I'm deadly
You got money on my head but that don't scare me
I got shit that shoot through bricks and I got crazy ass Webbie
You got a problem, I'ma solve it, I'm professor type
Blood everywhere I make you pussy bitches dress alike
You make a song, I make ya tear tough
I pull up on your block, sort, deliver trauma like the mail truck
Many men wish death on me, won't rep on me
I chop your ass up young buck, just don't tell on me
Ain't got my bill ready, I'm gon' have a meal ready
Just beat a body, come try me bitch I'm still ready
[Verse 7]
I was born like the children of the corn
Batton Rouge south side, rock-a-rock-a by babe
They say money on my head, I think they talkin' shit
Somebody scared or your money must be counterfeit, boy
[Verse 8]
I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready (I'm ready)
Sure feel ready, better I have a mill ready
Pull up on your block better have my bill ready
[Verse 9]
Lord, I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready
Sure feel ready, better I have a mill ready
Pull up on your block better have my bill ready
[Verse 10]
I told B-Will that I'm ready
All black kicks but my bottom February
Yeah, that mean I'm rich as Allred
**** talkin' games, they draw they strap now they all dead
I ain't worried 'bout no coward
AK-47 give a fuck boy a shower
Yeah, I'm just huffin' on the sour
Sippin' on the lean, fuck your bitch for 'bout an hour
I was sliding with my **** Short
Stop and got some rubble but we still fuckin' miserable
I know I need my ass kicked, especially when I sent 500 to the last B
[Verse 11]
I'm tired of payin' for abortions
Rather spend my money on them Panamera Porches
Of courses deadly **** with the juice
Automatic bust young red bottom shoes
[Verse 12]
I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready
Sure feel ready, better I have a mill ready
Pull up on your block better have my bill ready
[Verse 13]
Lord, I wake up out the bed and I'm ready (And I'm ready)
Got money on my head but I'm ready (I'm ready)
Sure feel ready, better I have a mill ready
Pull up on your block better have my bill ready, Lord
Written by: B-Will
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