Ready ‘24 (feat. Cam’ron)

Yes (yo, Killa, Killa) (yes I'm better) Flee Farms, boy (Yeah, we leavin', uh, Tuesday, we gon' fly to London) Fuck with me, Harlem (yeah) I promise niggas I guarantee it, I put my stamp of fuckin' authenticity, nigga Ain't no nigga better than me in this fuckin' planet, I swear to God Bitch, I'm on my shit again I don't be sittin' 'round thinkin' what I could've been I'ma do it now, I told mama, I'ma do her proud I do what I want, you niggas do what you allowed My dog blew the loud into a cloud These verses heinous, so of course, they trainers threw in towels Cole World, I got too much style Designer or not, I just pulled your bitch with no line-up and Crocs Where I'm from, fiends line up for rocks Young niggas line up for Glocks Talk slick, one shot, aw shit, forensics outlinin' your socks Poor decision, mortician alpinin' your box Raw pitchin', court vision, dishin' pounds on the block You think you 'bout to get this shit over-the-counter? You're not Ain't no prescription for this shit, you can't just dial up the doc' My nigga wicked with the wrist, he whipped it out of a pot From a powder to rock solid, then count up the profits You ain't gotta sell that shit no more, I got it on lock, I told you Woo Ooh, shit, nigga I ain't finished yet, not by a long shot Cole never snooze, won't even stop my alarm clock Shout to Ryan Coog', that shit was scary to view 'Cause a nigga's worst fear is gettin' stopped by the wrong cop, uh Or gettin' shot on his own block That's why niggas keep the chrome cocked, my palms cocked Homes in three different timezones, it don't stop Olympic-level divin', bitch, I promise I won't flop, uh This how it feel to be on top I used to see fiends lookin' for crack like they phone dropped So fuck what you talkin' 'bout I aimed for the stars and hit, shit was a long shot I'm tryna get more bread than Patrick Mahomes got Short-term vision ain't gon' get you the long yachts 'Ville nigga, used to cash my check at the pawn shop My second-worst fear is stickin' dick in the wrong thot 'Cause child support supervision is gon' knock It's crystal clear, bitch, I got the vision y'all don't got Yes (stupid) yes (Killa, Killa) Here we go (I'm ready) I'm ready, (I'm ready) I'm ready (uh) (I'm ready) been ready (I'm-), look, let's go Homie thought he caught him a killer, I intercepted her (swish) Deceptive, not at all, I wasn't with disrespectin' her But I stood my ground, I wasn't with all the beggin' her Know that I'm flee and nothin' I do is regular (matter of fact) Matter of fact, do you regular on the regular With the trappers, robbers, next day, at the senator's (true) But what to do with us? (Us?), gettin' loot with us (yes) Then the coupe with us (what else?) then hit the stu' with us You see my crew, boo? Yeah, it's only a few of us (true) You gettin' money, honey? That'll make two of us (woo) Just takin' what I'm supposed to get, not all, most of it Paper tags, poppin' tags, no tag, you know I'm it I don't know if you people noticed it But niggas had to give me six feet before the COVID hit (swear they did) Or you'll be six feet deep, like when I load the clip (baow) Early bird, and the can of worms, you opened it (true) Still hittin' old girl (girl), still make her toes curl (curl) Killa Cam and Cole World, y'all niggas ready? (Yes)