Lil' O - I'm Ready lyrics

(feat. Poppy)

[talking]

These niggas funny bunny man, funny ass niggas

With all these, funny ass hugs, funny ass handshakes

All this, hey what's up ah nigga, I ain't your motherfucking friend nigga

I know you wanna see me all feet broke, looking bad nigga

Or dead in these streets, but you know what nigga

It's fuck me, naw nigga it's fuck you nigga

I don't like nan one of you cocksuckers nigga

This year it's all about me bitch, I'm one deep nigga

A bunch of money, a bunch of hoes, a bunch of guns nigga

Getting ready for you cowards nigga, I knew the day was coming nigga

I knew one day it was all gon boil down to this nigga

So, I've just been getting my shit right, waiting for you punks

[Lil' O]

I got a call from my dog

[Poppy]

Oh, word on the street

These niggas plotting on you baby, want you murdered this week

Man I was up at Cornbread's, when I heard from a freak

Jackers gon try to wet you, from your shirt to your feet

[Lil' O]

I burst out my sleep, hopped up adrenaline pumping

Like a dick in a bitch, man I knew they'd be coming

Wanting my bricks, want dough, wanting my onions

And the way my wife look, they'd probably want my woman

What left to do, but mob up and get your crew

I got dressed, and I hopped in a Lexus Coupe

I called Poppy on the phone (oh, what next to do)

Meet me at the Texaco, don't forget the tools

I got my hard hat on, we bout to put in some work

These niggas bout to get put in the dirt

I'm like a AIDS needle, nigga in your jugular, I put in the hurt

You niggas bout to get put in the church, motherfuckers

[Chorus x2]

Cause niggas wanna get me for my life, but I'm ready

Jackers wanna get me for my ice and my feddy

You must think I'm soft in the streets, I'm deadly

4-5 steady, nigga I'm ready

[Poppy]

Man I'm coming with the L the same, touch open it's hell to pay

I got something for those, who wanna take our wealth away

Niggas I'm through talking, there ain't got nothing else to say

I won't stop spitting, till your physical health decay

Until you dead from the belt down, plotting to jack

And trying to catch my nigga slipping, and put glocks to his back

Snatch his clothes, his jewels and them knots that he stack

And leave him naked, face down with shots in his stocking cap

But it ain't popping like that, we leave jackers brain dead

We ready for y'all, don't make me put a flame through your head

My niggas open, mine only know to make your brain lead

Till everybody call you Kool-Aid, cause your shirt stain red

Y'all better move around, black or stay back

I know cats that spray gats, ready to make you faggots lay back

I got something for you cowards, trying to take our chips

I'll have you needing body work, that Maco can't fix

[Chorus x2]

[Lil' O]

We got a tip they at the butt naked

How ironic, cause we gon leave em butt naked

With some bullets in they skulls, and they but taken

Cause my niggas into torturing and butt raping, we ain't right

Pulled up at the club, it's a murder at late night

Caught em coming out with they partnas, to take flight

And even though I know it ain't right, to take life

I got my chopper ready to cut em, like steak knifes

Hopped out saying, playboy you looking for me

Half a second, that's how long it took him to peep

One second, that's how long it took him to flee

One and a half, how long it took me to squeeze

Say goodbye, why do jacking niggas always think that they fly

Think they bulletproof, think they can't die

Had to show him, fuck with O you'll get done in the blink of a eye

Now you dead bitch, think I'ma cry, cocksuckers

[Chorus x2]