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ready or not - mook tbg lyrics

[intro]
(pipe that sh*t up, tnt)
yeah, uh
stg

[chorus]
i fell in love with the guap, you ready or not (skrt)
caught ’em like i ran down on our opp
n*ggas hatin’, so you know, they goin’ plot
my n*ggas hungry take you out for a watch
it’s crazy as f*ck as how things are changed
watch the homie take you out for the fame
anything goes when you in the game
stayed down and it’s never going to change
these n*ggas pocket watching had to switch lanes (skrt)
you don’t even make more money than my b*tch made (uh, huh)
i had to get these bands and go out of state (out of state)
i let that n*gga eat but he’s still on my plate (on my plate)
i had to tell that b*tch, f*ck out my face (my face)
i still got some juggs that stay round away
i had to wait my time and stay patient
i was locked down in my cell, patiently waiting

[verse 1]
take two to the face yeah (yeah)
we outer sp*ce yeah (yeah)
call my b*tch a plain jane, buss down the face, yeah
you fill his body with holds k!ll em’ n0body a know, (whoa, whoa)
switch my car like switch clothe gave me mouth now she exposed
we get them racks then adios, been so long since i was broke
money long now that b*tch go, now they pull up to shows
been so long since i was down, these new n*ggas coming round
finally came up with my sound, too much water i might drown
i keep f*cking up my count, all i spend is larger amounts
make some sh*t so they can bounce
d*mn i know my momma proud, valet park when we pull up
hotel lobby smelled like loud, she wanted me to scoop up
she said she liked how i count
[chorus]
i fell in love with the guap, you ready or not (skrt)
caught ’em like i ran down on our opp
n*ggas hatin’, so you know, they goin’ plot
my n*ggas hungry take you out for a watch
it’s crazy as f*ck as how things are changed
watch the homie take you out for the fame
anything goes when you in the game
stayed down and it’s never going to change
these n*ggas pocket watching had to switch lanes (skrt)
you don’t even make more money than my b*tch made (uh, huh)
i had to get these bands and go out of state (out of state)
i let that n*gga eat but he’s still on my plate (on my plate)
i had to tell that b*tch, f*ck out my face (my face)
i still got some juggs that stay round away
i had to wait my time and stay patient
i was locked down in my cell, patiently waiting

[verse 2]
i fell in love with her, i fell in love with her
gas bags full of purple stuff, she only around cause the money up
we going up is you coming or what?, spanish b*tch so thick what the f*ck?, i’m going terp you can’t sip in my cup
fell in love with counting money and stuff
fell in love with counting money and stuff

- mook tbg lyrics

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