Ready to Eat
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โฑ๏ธ 2:31 duration
๐ ID: 6019558
๐ Lyrics
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I'ma pulling my pants up, I'm ready to swing
I'm ready to swing on a bitch
If it go left, up that thing on a bitch
She in love with these balls, put a ring on a bitch
Iced-out nipple piercing, I put that bling on her tits (nigga)
These choppers real, no orange tips (nigga)
Every month, I go six-figures
We need more straps, bitch, we getting richer (mm-hmm)
We real killers, never artificial
Step back and pop like I'm Harden (Harden)
She see the print in the joggers (joggers)
Thirty-two shots in the joggers (joggers)
These bitches look good on TV
But they fooling like it's McDonalds (like it's McDonalds)
We play with them jays like pianos
On the weed farm with Old MacDonald ('Donald)
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I flooded my pockets with Parmesan cheese
Tats on his face, he tryna look throwed
Behind those tattoos, I know he a ho
Pull up with that .40, my shit getting old
If I tell him don't move, that boy striking that pose
2016, we striking for clothes
Flathead in my pocket, we striking for poles
You loving these bitches, you mad 'bout some hoes
Nigga tryna get some hoes buyin' some Os
Nigga tryna get some smoke by the throat
I was born when a squid fucked the GOAT
When it's wintertime, we put sticks in our coats
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I'ma pull up my pants if I'm ready to swing
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I'ma pulling my pants up, I'm ready to swing
I'm ready to swing on a bitch
If it go left, up that thing on a bitch
She in love with these balls, put a ring on a bitch
Iced-out nipple piercing, I put that bling on her tits (nigga)
These choppers real, no orange tips (nigga)
Every month, I go six-figures
We need more straps, bitch, we getting richer (mm-hmm)
We real killers, never artificial
Step back and pop like I'm Harden (Harden)
She see the print in the joggers (joggers)
Thirty-two shots in the joggers (joggers)
These bitches look good on TV
But they fooling like it's McDonalds (like it's McDonalds)
We play with them jays like pianos
On the weed farm with Old MacDonald ('Donald)
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I flooded my pockets with Parmesan cheese
Tats on his face, he tryna look throwed
Behind those tattoos, I know he a ho
Pull up with that .40, my shit getting old
If I tell him don't move, that boy striking that pose
2016, we striking for clothes
Flathead in my pocket, we striking for poles
You loving these bitches, you mad 'bout some hoes
Nigga tryna get some hoes buyin' some Os
Nigga tryna get some smoke by the throat
I was born when a squid fucked the GOAT
When it's wintertime, we put sticks in our coats
My niggas gon' ride for me
Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
My shooters fed and they ready to eat
Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
I'ma pull up my pants if I'm ready to swing
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.21] My niggas gon' ride for me
[00:19.06] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[00:21.07] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[00:23.32] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[00:25.11] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[00:27.17] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[00:29.19] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[00:31.25] I'ma pulling my pants up, I'm ready to swing
[00:35.23] I'm ready to swing on a bitch
[00:37.41] If it go left, up that thing on a bitch
[00:39.37] She in love with these balls, put a ring on a bitch
[00:41.39] Iced-out nipple piercing, I put that bling on her tits (nigga)
[00:45.01] These choppers real, no orange tips (nigga)
[00:46.70] Every month, I go six-figures
[00:49.03] We need more straps, bitch, we getting richer (mm-hmm)
[00:50.87] We real killers, never artificial
[00:53.74] Step back and pop like I'm Harden (Harden)
[00:55.61] She see the print in the joggers (joggers)
[00:57.74] Thirty-two shots in the joggers (joggers)
[00:59.65] These bitches look good on TV
[01:01.20] But they fooling like it's McDonalds (like it's McDonalds)
[01:03.62] We play with them jays like pianos
[01:05.63] On the weed farm with Old MacDonald ('Donald)
[01:10.38] My niggas gon' ride for me
[01:11.95] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[01:14.07] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[01:15.93] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[01:18.12] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[01:19.93] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[01:22.13] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[01:24.11] I flooded my pockets with Parmesan cheese
[01:26.14] Tats on his face, he tryna look throwed
[01:28.19] Behind those tattoos, I know he a ho
[01:30.19] Pull up with that .40, my shit getting old
[01:32.22] If I tell him don't move, that boy striking that pose
[01:34.27] 2016, we striking for clothes
[01:36.40] Flathead in my pocket, we striking for poles
[01:38.33] You loving these bitches, you mad 'bout some hoes
[01:40.34] Nigga tryna get some hoes buyin' some Os
[01:42.48] Nigga tryna get some smoke by the throat
[01:44.49] I was born when a squid fucked the GOAT
[01:46.52] When it's wintertime, we put sticks in our coats
[01:50.87] My niggas gon' ride for me
[01:52.61] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[01:54.64] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[01:56.62] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[01:58.88] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[02:00.62] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[02:02.70] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[02:04.72] I'ma pull up my pants if I'm ready to swing
[00:19.06] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[00:21.07] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[00:23.32] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[00:25.11] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[00:27.17] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[00:29.19] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[00:31.25] I'ma pulling my pants up, I'm ready to swing
[00:35.23] I'm ready to swing on a bitch
[00:37.41] If it go left, up that thing on a bitch
[00:39.37] She in love with these balls, put a ring on a bitch
[00:41.39] Iced-out nipple piercing, I put that bling on her tits (nigga)
[00:45.01] These choppers real, no orange tips (nigga)
[00:46.70] Every month, I go six-figures
[00:49.03] We need more straps, bitch, we getting richer (mm-hmm)
[00:50.87] We real killers, never artificial
[00:53.74] Step back and pop like I'm Harden (Harden)
[00:55.61] She see the print in the joggers (joggers)
[00:57.74] Thirty-two shots in the joggers (joggers)
[00:59.65] These bitches look good on TV
[01:01.20] But they fooling like it's McDonalds (like it's McDonalds)
[01:03.62] We play with them jays like pianos
[01:05.63] On the weed farm with Old MacDonald ('Donald)
[01:10.38] My niggas gon' ride for me
[01:11.95] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[01:14.07] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[01:15.93] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[01:18.12] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[01:19.93] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[01:22.13] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[01:24.11] I flooded my pockets with Parmesan cheese
[01:26.14] Tats on his face, he tryna look throwed
[01:28.19] Behind those tattoos, I know he a ho
[01:30.19] Pull up with that .40, my shit getting old
[01:32.22] If I tell him don't move, that boy striking that pose
[01:34.27] 2016, we striking for clothes
[01:36.40] Flathead in my pocket, we striking for poles
[01:38.33] You loving these bitches, you mad 'bout some hoes
[01:40.34] Nigga tryna get some hoes buyin' some Os
[01:42.48] Nigga tryna get some smoke by the throat
[01:44.49] I was born when a squid fucked the GOAT
[01:46.52] When it's wintertime, we put sticks in our coats
[01:50.87] My niggas gon' ride for me
[01:52.61] Put on they swimming trunks, slide for me
[01:54.64] Bitch, we ain't worried 'bout beef
[01:56.62] My shooters fed and they ready to eat
[01:58.88] Lean back in the seat, she spaghetti the D
[02:00.62] These niggas, they cheaters, they tellin' on me
[02:02.70] Aim at your bell, taco villain the scene
[02:04.72] I'ma pull up my pants if I'm ready to swing