Lyrics U READY! - LUCKI

U READY!

And that's an accepted part of doing business with the mob
Ayy, yup, yup, yup (There we go)
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Yup, yup, yup, yup
Yup, you dig?
Ayy, two-tone Tuneski
You never flood no watch though
For the Maybach 'cause I'm a snake

I got youngins across the map, they gon' serve you like the dead
In order to ball, you gotta play it, shit ain't all for show
Can't fit my legacy in no app, shit go on and on for pages
Ain't no phones for outer space, depends who callin' though

Ayy, ayy, you ready or not?
Niggas ain't on shit, check
You can own her soul for a check
Believe it or not, believe it or not, lost some friends, money can't protect
Believe it or not, I'm bringin' 'em out, I call young crew, they gon' wreck
Never mind, just by myself
Gotta talk to the boss upstairs
I don't even want to meet with these niggas
I don't even got no prices for a feat for these niggas
I took valet, but they sick of me
The lady wan' tell my bitch on me
I wouldn't change a thing about how we fell out because it's history
I'm a Xanny veteran, I'm blessed to still remember things
Everything remind me of medicine, the clean Sprite is tempting me
Like yellow stacks, I walk around with ten of these
I got extra paper, I'm never gon' need the lil' things
Niggas baby boy, his pop want a lil' league
I got a Mercedes that match any moment, including these
Is you bad for space or not, I got somethin' you need to handle

I got youngins across the map, they gon' serve you like the dead
In order to ball, you gotta play it, shit ain't all for show
Can't fit my legacy in no app, shit go on and on for pages
Ain't no phones for outer space, depends who callin' though
I got youngins across the map, they gon' serve you like the dead
In order to ball, you gotta play it, shit ain't all for show
Can't fit my legacy in no app, shit go on and on for pages
Ain't no phones for outer space, depends who callin' though

Ayy, ayy, you ready or not?