Rhoma BTW, Jiggy Jay - Ready Lyrics

I said I'm ready
Dunno what I'm on
I pop a perky I gotta go strong
I get the green
Like I'm mowing a lawn
Back of my Jean's
I got pills that can numb
Hoes in my city
They nasty as fuck
Dirty I'm sippin
My feelings they gone
I am the realest
You niggas are dumb
My flow the illest
I'm sicker than yall

These Niggas dont know me
I always stay wavy
I Came with my A Game
So niggas cant play me
I Came with the sauce
Yeah she came with the gravy
We Mixing it up
Like its trap in the 80s

Slumps yeah the ghetto I ran through that daily
I had to get out yeah I went paper chasing
Slumps yeah the ghetto I ran through that daily
I had to get out yeah I went paper chasing

I said that I'm ready
I gotta go get it
I pop me a perky I'm gone

I'm sicker than niggas
I'm Iller than niggas
I'm thrilled than niggas I'm numb

My drip is on Fiji
My drip is on T T
No question my money is long

My drip is on Fiji
My drip is on T T
No question my money go dumb

Hoes in my city they nasty as fuck
They pop a perky and they taking off
Just for the guap they gon drop to the floor
They want a battle we came with a war

Hit that gas pedal that wagon gon roar
Somebody pass me a Xanny at once
Hit that gas pedal that wagon gon roar
Somebody pass me a Xanny at once

I said I'm ready
Dunno what I'm on
I pop a perky I gotta go strong
I get the green
Like I'm mowing a lawn
Back of my Jean's
I got pills that can numb
Hoes in my city
They nasty as fuck
Dirty I'm sippin
My feelings they gone
I am the realest
You niggas are dumb
My flow the illest
I'm sicker than yall

I pop a perky and I'm gone
Nigga said war then it's war and I'm ready
Don't think I'm not
I got these weights on my shoulders it's heavy
They scheme they plot
Fake or they real could you tell me
I think they not (Yeah yeah)
Mind on the money the money on mine
I went to sleep and I dreamed that I died
Fuck nigga riding on me with a 9
Most of these niggas they snake yeah they slime
Fuck that fake nigga for changing the side
Most of these bitches they choose and they lie
College or music I had to decide
God on my side you know I never hide
And I got a rich bitch only deal with rich shit
I can't fuck with most
Niggas they be snitching
Niggas talking tough but he sweeter than some chin chin
Why these niggas capping?
Why these niggas acting?
I don't do the most but my music it be slapping
Lyric acrobatics
Nigga I be spazzing
Mr fantastic
Nigga you a has been
Hit me for a feature
You know that I'm taxing

I said I'm ready
Dunno what I'm on
I pop a perky I gotta go strong
I get the green
Like I'm mowing a lawn
Back of my Jean's
I got pills that can numb
Hoes in my city
They nasty as fuck
Dirty I'm sippin
My feelings they gone
I am the realest
You niggas are dumb
My flow the illest
I'm sicker than yall