Is Ya Ready Lyrics by Kay Flock
Grrt, bow, bow-bow-bow (Like)
Like, every opp shot, n**** (Everything dead)
Grrrt, bow, bow-bow-bow (Smokin’ all dead, n****)
Suck my dick (Grrah-grrah)
Don’t run, don’t trip, like
Don’t run, don’t trip, like
Dubski
Boy, ask my opps, it get ugly
I could do shh like Ice did to Sonny
Think I’m lackin’? That n**** a dummy
He think I’m a rapper, he think this shit funny
Okay (Okay), dump both ways
Flip through the fours while I’m yellin’ out, “Dubski”
Don’t run, don’t-don’t trip
They know my body, Mr. Throw more than six (Like)
On a Revel, or a Lyft
Hop out gang, I bought him and his bitch
F-f-fuck it, I’m in fashion, I bet I’ll still up it
“He the fastest,” don’t know where I’m runnin’
Fuck it, back out, put the beat on in public (Like)
Grrah, grrah, grrah, keep dumpin’
Edot baby, that kid ain’t on nothin’
On JayRip, got most of ’em duckin’
Grrah, grrah, n****, stop puttin’ names in ya song
You alright? Somethin’ is wrong
Bend through my block, show me you perform
They can’t wait till they catch ’em a what? (Like)
Okay, lеt’s get it on
EBK, bitch, I’m feeling like Melly (Likе)
He get shot if he tote in the deli
Make it sexy (Sexy)
Bitches get shot, it get heavy (Grrah-grrah, boom)
Like with Nesty
My .45 hold six, throwing deadies (Like, grrah-grrah)
Wit’ his bestie
In the ground EBK, he with Mexi (Grrah-grrah, Mexi)
And free Freddy
Miss the opp, better pop like confetti (Grrah-grrah)
Is you ready?
We gon’ bend through that block, leave it messy
Is you ready?
We gon’ bend through that block, leave it messy
Bitch, I’m a stomper, I don’t really step (I don’t do the step)
N****, I’m a vet’ (Better watch ya’ step)
Better come correct
I’m a demon, so watch who you check (Grrt, bow)
Always lit, say less, I done slept wit’ a Nine Trey, pound ’em with TEC
See a opp, fuckin’ duh, I’ma wreck
Catch an LV put him on his neck (LVK)
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom