Hot N Ready lyrics

[Verse]
Kalan ain’t bout sh*t, that n*gga sing, he ain’t gon flip out
Feed a n*gga this choppa til it click, then switch the clip out
She gon suck my di*k, but I ain’t finna eat that b*tch out
Rucci told a n*gga Light It Up, I broke my wrist out
PJ house look like Sweetwater, all these drumsticks
n*ggas talk about he Nick Cannon, he ain’t gon drum sh*t
Dumb b*tch keep stepping on my shoes, Imma trip her ass
Heard around town she was a hoe, better come get her ass
Been told you hoes I was dumb, you ain’t believe n*ggas
Hollow tips put him on his period, I bleed n*ggas
SK, he cut through your chest, how you gon breathe n*gga
That tough sh*t gon get you n*ggas killed, you ain’t Creed n*gga
Acting like you tough, I’m finna put you on the scene n*gga
Arjay looking at me like, I thought you was gon sing n*gga
I be blowing bags, I love Barneys, I’m a fiend n*gga
Big timer, feel like Mannie Fresh, I bling bling n*gga
This one for my daddy, cus he so Oris street n*gga
I got killers with me from the Shaw down to Peach n*gga
I got killers with me from the North and the East n*gga
How he good in every hood, in Watts, and they beef n*gga
Call the FN Diana Ross, cus she reach n*ggas
n*ggas talking bout he want a fade, I got bleach n*gga
Substitute your dumbass son, like I teach n*ggas
You gon get your stupid ass robbed, tryna preach n*gga
Balenciagas, Ice Cream Hoodie, did he reach n*gga
My b*tch a Backwoods, your b*tch a Swisher Sweet n*gga
And your baby mama eating di*k, at my Airbnb n*gga
Dead homies, she said I'm the realest she done seen n*gga
I'm that young n*gga with the jacket on, the diamond chains
b*tches on my frame, I could f*ck, ain't gotta know her name
I get all these little b*tches wet, I think I'm aquaman
I gotta lot bands if you gonna shake something, b*tch pop it then
I ain't playing with no n*gga, it's 2019
I was f*cking hoes, when they [?] up in my white tee
I'm a hoe, so don't none of my n*ggas b*tches like me
Half these b*tches be the side n*gga, they just like me
Right back on the f*ck sh*t, I ain't f*cking with no f*ck n*ggas
I do all my dirt, all by my lonely, I dont trust n*ggas
Delta Gang, catch me on the block, I’m with my good peoples
We got AR's, FN's, and we got Desert Eagles
Bonez bout to drop, that's my dog like a f*cking beagle
I'm high as f*ck, I feel it in the air, I think I'm Beanie Sigel
Y'all be f*cking High School b*tches, ooh you R Kelly
Talking bout you call her Lil Ceasers, cus she Hot N Ready