[Intro: Young Thug]
(DJ Durel)
Yeah, they ain't ready
Yeah, slime, FBG, uh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
These niggas ain't ready, uh
These niggas ain't ready, yeah
These hoes on go, yeah
They ready like spaghetti, yeah
The cars gettin' hit, yeah
Like it's Andretti
Your ho gon' smash, smash, smash, these hoes stay ready, yeah
My bankroll wide and tall, these fuck niggas petty
She fuckin' with a big dog, she better be ready (Yeah)
These hoes ain't ready (The hoes)
These niggas ain't ready (Nah)
These hoes ain't re-re-re-re, these niggas ain't ready, yeah
[Verse 1: Casino]
Big flexed up, big checked up, uh, I'm on boss man status (For real)
My bitch walking in red bottoms (Yeah)
She on bad bitch status (Woah)
Taliban chains in a rocket (Woah), shit cost a whole damn bird (Uh)
That's a thirty rack Eliante (Yeah)
See the rock in it, it's shining (Yeah)
See the whips that I be pushing (Yeah)
All of 'em I have in cash (Yeah)
Two hunnid on my dash (Yeah)
Your bitch behind the tint gettin' smashed (Ha)
Sittin' back countin' racks, nigga, I laugh (Ha)
Got OG bags in the city for the low (Yeah)
Buy a whole lot, get 'em for the twenty-five (Yeah)
I don't walk through the airport, boy, I take jets (Jets, yeah)
Flyin', fat nigga in the city, you know (Woah)
Know how to make bands, I ain't goin' broke (Freebands)
(DJ Durel)
Yeah, they ain't ready
Yeah, slime, FBG, uh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
These niggas ain't ready, uh
These niggas ain't ready, yeah
These hoes on go, yeah
They ready like spaghetti, yeah
The cars gettin' hit, yeah
Like it's Andretti
Your ho gon' smash, smash, smash, these hoes stay ready, yeah
My bankroll wide and tall, these fuck niggas petty
She fuckin' with a big dog, she better be ready (Yeah)
These hoes ain't ready (The hoes)
These niggas ain't ready (Nah)
These hoes ain't re-re-re-re, these niggas ain't ready, yeah
[Verse 1: Casino]
Big flexed up, big checked up, uh, I'm on boss man status (For real)
My bitch walking in red bottoms (Yeah)
She on bad bitch status (Woah)
Taliban chains in a rocket (Woah), shit cost a whole damn bird (Uh)
That's a thirty rack Eliante (Yeah)
See the rock in it, it's shining (Yeah)
See the whips that I be pushing (Yeah)
All of 'em I have in cash (Yeah)
Two hunnid on my dash (Yeah)
Your bitch behind the tint gettin' smashed (Ha)
Sittin' back countin' racks, nigga, I laugh (Ha)
Got OG bags in the city for the low (Yeah)
Buy a whole lot, get 'em for the twenty-five (Yeah)
I don't walk through the airport, boy, I take jets (Jets, yeah)
Flyin', fat nigga in the city, you know (Woah)
Know how to make bands, I ain't goin' broke (Freebands)
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