Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Y'all Ain't Ready, artist - Mike WiLL Made It.
Date of issue: 23.03.2017
Song language: English
Y'all Ain't Ready |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Five pack, ten pack, twenty pack (twenty packs) |
Thirty pack, forty pack, fifty pack (fifty packs) |
Know to make a mill straight off from scratch |
I can pull your girl with my hand tied behind my back |
Flipping packs, I’m a silver-back, ain’t no monkey shit |
Go just rolled up a joint, that last 40 minutes |
Andale, ain’t no bullshit, this that real life |
When Puerto Rican Johnny left, it didn’t feel right |
I come from straight from the trenches |
You know my Spurt off the hinges |
When you come through we don’t talk to you |
Everyone know that you snitchin' |
This is a different dimension |
Whatever I want get attention |
My partner stay with the pistols |
Them pistols stay with extensions |
I done got my hustle in the trap (in the trap) |
Another star bustin' in the trap (in the trap) |
I got head in the trap (in the trap) |
I done got my bread in the trap (in the trap) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Five pack, ten pack, twenty pack (twenty packs) |
Thirty pack, forty pack, fifty pack (fifty packs) |
I can make a mill up, straight from scratch |
I can take your girl with my hand tied behind my back |
Rap shit, trap shit, recorded this, sorta did it |
All my 16's crackin', you gon' need soda with it |
Big boulder on my pinky, get oral sex off a winky |
Took so much designer shit on a cruise, the boat started sinkin' |
Well, hit her with the D, now she hooked like Phonics |
Chopper by the high heels in the damn closet |
Baby mama got a damn whole bunch of bags |
She know her baby daddy got a whole bunch of mags (y'all ain’t ready) |
Valentino, Saint Laurent, Dolce, Gabbana |
Giuseppe shoes, Jimmy Choos, and damn red bottoms |
Got a .38 in my damn Nike box |
What the if and end, I’ma damn wifey’s socks |
Ain’t no competition, I’ll be damned I’ma stop (y'all ain’t ready) |
Do I talk to lames, I say damn, I do not |
Automatic weapons get to sprayin' out the car |
Brand new fuckin' necklace like I’m payin' for a car (uh) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready) |
Automatic weapons and Giuseppe’s (y'all ain’t ready, y’all ain’t ready) |
Talking 'bout competition, ain’t no competition (y'all ain’t ready) |
Talking 'bout competition, ain’t no competition (y'all ain’t ready, |
y’all ain’t ready) |
I’m in the magazine you can get your issue |
Pull up on your scene with a thousand pistols |
(Fuck is my ransom, homie?) |