Ready to Die Rich The Kid

[Chorus]
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock

[Verse 1]
Stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em up, stick 'em
Take a nigga racks, and this bitch, it won't miss 'em
Louis, Gucci, Prada cost a couple bands
Hit the mall, I'm spendin', and I blow that money like a fan
Give a fuck about a fuck nigga, no
Bitch, we bustin' at them duck niggas, yeah
Fuck ya bitch like bang bang, hell nah, I don't gangbang
Y'all cuff a hoe, y'all lock 'em up, y'all send them hoes the chain gang
Tatted up like 2Pac, ridin' 'round with two Glocks
That's two guns, that's too much fun, I pull up, y'all niggas run'
Laughin' at y'all niggas 'cause y'all niggas really broke, nigga
Fuckin' with the fuckin' rounds will get you slumped, nigga

[Chorus]
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
I'm ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac
All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock