Ready For It lyrics

[Intro]
(His name's Pablo)

[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n*ggas really with the sh*t, yeah, they ready for it
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n*ggas with the sh*ts, yeah, they ready for it

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
When my n*gga changed up, I wasn't ready for it
Fall off and get the money back, gotta keep it goin'
I can tell he ain't got no money 'cause he keep it showin'
I can make a n*gga catch a bullet like Terrell Owens
Boy, you don't know n*ggas fold every day?
b*tches hoes every day, change clothes every day
Fall asleep, wake up, young n*gga, get paid
Where I'm from, young n*ggas' first gun is a K

[Verse 2: Baglife Tee]
I know n*ggas who ain't even got a gun, but keep a blade
Treat you n*ggas like my son, better yet, a Black slave
No, you n*ggas not tough, I'll put you in a grave
My first time seein' buffs, I was in the sixth grade
Exotic weed in my blunt, I ain't smokin' mid-grade
I know Bo and Gramz with me, they gon' take it to the grave
A lot of n*ggas ain't with me 'cause they all turned fake
Keep my grass cut low so I watch for the snakes
Brodie trappin' on the low, he gotta watch for the jakes
If a package on the floor, I'm runnin' to it like a race
The people say they like my flow because I switch to any pace
Every time I get a 'bow, I hit my knees and say my grace
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n*ggas really with the sh*t, yeah, they ready for it
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n*ggas with the sh*ts, yeah, they ready for it

[Interlude: Iz Bo]
Iz Bo
Let me see how I'm finna get this b*tch right quick
Okay
I got it

[Verse 3: Iz Bo]
Babies really havin' babies, this sh*t devastating
Boy, you still payin' notes, you got eleven payments
Your bars get an F if we had to letter grade it
I got the chips and the dip, yeah, I better made it
Me, Gramz, and Tee really Bag Sak Runner chasin'
I'm tryna stack the money up like I just got the crates in
I ain't Muslim, I'll get you fried, yeah, I eat bacon
Hoes really think you'll fall in love off some cheek shakin'
Waitin' on my guys to fall off, n*gga, keep waitin'
In the back with your b*tch, it sound like we beat makin'
Watch how you look at me, you'll get your cheese taken
Gramz and Tee both upped they Drac', now your knees shakin'