n*ggas Ain’t Ready lyrics

[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna be a shot caller, throw dollars
20 bottles in the club, big baller
Take pics on trips to Florida
Take a stripper out a club, then spoil her
Big dawg how you do it like that?
Got a hundred somethin' kis, how you move it like that?
I got a Benz and a Range, yeah ooh I like that
Say you gettin' money, we ain't heard about that, cuz
I ain't ever seen these n*ggas
Before Instagram, couldn't read these n*ggas
Never heard sh*t, don't believe these n*ggas
Wish it was a way I could delete these n*ggas
When I see 'em I don't greet these n*ggas
Like a ho, how I treat these n*ggas
Thinkin' to myself, how they breed these n*ggas?
I'm a G, why the f*ck I wanna meet these n*ggas?
I'm the realest mothaf*cka in the game
Came in smellin' like cocaine
Jumped out, 'bout seven gold chains
And I don't even give a f*ck about pain
These fake n*ggas, no way homes
They ain't on the street like pay phones
We gon' blow 'em up 'til they stay gone
Hustle hard, baby we don't let a day go