
Ready Set Go (VLone) Lil Uzi Vert
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[Intro]
DP On The Beat
(Vlone)
Boy, you too slow (Vlone)
Yeah, yeah, ayy (Vlone Thug)
Boy, you too slow, yeah, what? Ayy (Vlone)
Boy, you too slow (Vlone, Vlone thug)
Ready, set, go, hey, hey, hey, ayy, yeah (Vlone, Vlone, Vlone thug)
Yeah, yeah (Vlone)
Ready, set, go (Vlone, Vlone thug)
[Verse 1]
Ready, set, go, um, yeah (Ready, set, go)
Gotta give credit to God but I did this on my own, um, yeah
Playboi Carti, what's your religion? He said it's Vlone (Vlone, Vlone)
I swear I'm vlone
When I get older I swear I die alone (Die alone, die alone)
And on the real, don't nobody really wanna die alone (No)
And they really hate on me to get me out my zone
But they cannot get me out my zone (No), hey
Work her brain like it's mind control (Yeah)
We gon' make it rain, tell 'em bring some more (Bring some more)
Lambo in the rain, yeah, I lost control (Yeah, yeah)
Hit the front light and I smashed the door (Yeah, yeah)
And I looked down, still got my dough (What? What?)
Whew, neck on freeze, AP wrist on froze
Yeah, swag OD and your lil' bitch know it
Oh Vet' my Ts, Raf Ricky from Dover (Yeah, what?)
Got a centerpiece hanging on the chopper with the shoulder
Diamonds on my teeth
DP On The Beat
(Vlone)
Boy, you too slow (Vlone)
Yeah, yeah, ayy (Vlone Thug)
Boy, you too slow, yeah, what? Ayy (Vlone)
Boy, you too slow (Vlone, Vlone thug)
Ready, set, go, hey, hey, hey, ayy, yeah (Vlone, Vlone, Vlone thug)
Yeah, yeah (Vlone)
Ready, set, go (Vlone, Vlone thug)
[Verse 1]
Ready, set, go, um, yeah (Ready, set, go)
Gotta give credit to God but I did this on my own, um, yeah
Playboi Carti, what's your religion? He said it's Vlone (Vlone, Vlone)
I swear I'm vlone
When I get older I swear I die alone (Die alone, die alone)
And on the real, don't nobody really wanna die alone (No)
And they really hate on me to get me out my zone
But they cannot get me out my zone (No), hey
Work her brain like it's mind control (Yeah)
We gon' make it rain, tell 'em bring some more (Bring some more)
Lambo in the rain, yeah, I lost control (Yeah, yeah)
Hit the front light and I smashed the door (Yeah, yeah)
And I looked down, still got my dough (What? What?)
Whew, neck on freeze, AP wrist on froze
Yeah, swag OD and your lil' bitch know it
Oh Vet' my Ts, Raf Ricky from Dover (Yeah, what?)
Got a centerpiece hanging on the chopper with the shoulder
Diamonds on my teeth
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