Not Ready ft. BigHomieKayden Lyrics

Niggas ain't back dooring us my nigga I got a k that'll take his top off

Mans them swear he has a team but I bet they won't even pop off

With the shits still not ready to die

Thought your home safe but we outside

Running in like a warrant no knocking doors

Need the rush you know we got the morgue

Been a plug got the cord

Without no patience that's what we got a doctor for

Stay clean but my arm dirty in the bronx gotta carry a

With the shits still not ready to die

Thought your home safe but we outside

Running in like a warrant no knocking doors

Need the rush you know we got the morgue

Been a plug got the cord

Without no patience that's what we got a doctor for

Stay clean but my arm dirty in the bronx gotta carry a

It's only big gas that I smoke

Pistol in my coat

Trip then ima blow

I cannot put trust in a bitch shorty give me spits then I gotta go

And nigga we ain't with the fades better bring a blade cause I got a scope

And we ran a train on yo bitch though that she was loyal but she just a hoe

My niggas pullup with them mops tucked with the glock looking for a soul

And these niggas all pussy don't play with me better go play with your rose

Nigga you know we ain't having it

Shout out my macs I ain't mac I'm immaculate

In the spot you know I brought the ratchet in

Gang no audience they get to clapping shit

They don't want smoke that nigga asthma hit

Bro got blixks see a lick told him pass the shit

She a leg I want spits you can have the bitch

Dressed in all black my gang looking like Africans

Give a fuck where I'm at I ain't tapping in

No new era they be on some capping shit

If we come to your party we crashing it

Scope on his head now that boy looking catholic

With the shits still not ready to die

Thought your home safe but we outside

Running in like a warrant no knocking doors

Need the rush you know we got the morgue

Been a plug got the cord

Without no patience that's what we got a doctor for

Stay clean but my arm dirty in the bronx gotta carry a

With the shits still not ready to die

Thought your home safe but we outside

Running in like a warrant no knocking doors

Need the rush you know we got the morgue

Been a plug got the cord

Without no patience that's what we got a doctor for

Stay clean but my arm dirty in the bronx gotta carry a