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letra de ready! - paradigmoao

[intro]
zaysk!llz

[chorus]
we finna slide on your block with a ratchet (yeah)
he run in the store, they gon’ catch him (ah)
balling, i don’t need a basket
he talkin’ crazy, put him in a casket (yeah)
we turn that boy into ashes
he wanna play, then we doing him tragic (bow)
i put that bape on my jacket (hey, yeah)
she said she liking my fashion (ayy)

[verse]
a lot of these rappers be capping (capping)
huh, i couldn’t imagine
you know that i’m keeping that fire like a dragon
the opps just talking, i’m making it happen (yeah)
my diamonds is wet, you might need you a napkin
h-llcat spin and we getting ’em lost, man
twelve keep creeping, they thinkin’ we trapping
hop off the stage and they pay me a backend (ha)
and finna get as far
i’m watching out for the opps, best not play ’cause you could get popped (fah, fah, fah)
no, i don’t care ’bout my new speed, but i made it, could get rocked
me and the gang just slid in the z03 and they called the cops, huh (yeah, they called the cops)
can’t let ’em know how i’m moving
she wanna know what i’m doing
talking that money, i’m speaking it fluent
feeling like [?], boy, who is you fooling?
she like me ’cause i do what i’m doing
she don’t like you because you ain’t improving
i get a bag and i’m thumbing right through it
run with the pack and you better not lose it
i’m up on the world now i feel like a giant
flooded with diamonds, i’m up in the islands
wanna bet me? i don’t know how you’re trying
he try it again, we leave his family crying
baby, don’t cap, i don’t know why you’re lying
she for the stars and i feel like the highest
hop on the jet and say, “hi”, to the pilot
pull out my racks and i know that they eyeing
get in that [?] then i swag
i do what i do and they do what it is
i just got to hustle, i thank [?]
i get me a backend, i buy me a crib
[?] go straight to the feds
my choppa on black, black, i’m riding in red
i look like money when i walk in the v.i.p
one in your head, you end up dead
[chorus]
we finna slide on your block with a ratchet (yeah)
he run in the store, they gon’ catch him (ah)
balling, i don’t need a basket
he talkin’ crazy, put him in a casket (yeah)
we turn that boy into ashes
he wanna play, then we doing him tragic (bow)
i put that bape on my jacket (hey, yeah)
she said she liking my fashion (ayy)

[outro]
a lot of these rappers be capping (capping)
huh, i couldn’t imagine
you know that i’m keeping that fire like a dragon
the opps just talking, i’m making it happen (yeah)
my diamonds is wet, you might need you a napkin
h-llcat spin and we getting ’em lost, man
twelve keep creeping, they thinkin’ we trapping
hop off the stage and they pay me a backend (ha)

- paradigmoao

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