'READY TOLD YOU ft. John Dodie Lyrics

I already told you

Time finna run out

All out, how I'm going in

Imma be popping till I'm popped out (Pop pop)

He ain't bullet proof we blew the roof out

Pull out!

Pull up on that fucker make 'em bleed he cried

Shots yeah shot shot shot

Call the cleaners bring the

Mop, yeah mop mop mop

Play with Wxlf and you get

Pop, yeah pop pop pop

Bullets fill em like a

Slot, yeah slot slot slot

Baby this shit carnage

Ride round with the Audi turbo breaking necks

I ain't scared of L's I'm on what next

Had to cut her off I was chasing checks

Bet she got the message I ignored her text

Steady pray to God that my brothers never sell me out

End up in a pit like Joseph who gon bail me out?

Tryna Split a sea like Moses gotta see it through

Came for a gold, got the chess then I flew

Niggas sleep, and I peep

Pull on a fucker make 'em bleed

Yeah yeah yeah

Wxlf out for blood when you sleep

Better pray the lord your soul to keep

Better not close your eyes when you sleep

Baby this shit carnage

Ride round with the Audi turbo breaking necks

I ain't scared of L's I'm on what next

Had to cut her off I was chasing checks

Bet she got the message I Ignored her text

I already told you

Time finna run out

All out, how I'm going in

Imma be popping till I'm popped out (Pop pop)

He ain't bullet proof we blew the roof out

Pull out!

Pull up on that fucker make 'em bleed he cried

Shots yeah shot shot shot

Call the cleaners bring the

Mop, yeah mop mop mop

Play with Wxlf and you get

Pop, yeah pop pop pop

Bullets fill em like a

Slot, yeah slot slot slot

Forever be on Go Mode

Imma go to sleep when I'm dead, but till then Nigga

Don't matter the matter we handle problem

Don't care if it not what we 'posed to

Keep an umbrella no matter the weather and

Cover whoever you close to

Jon Money told me to keep building but

I wonder who I'm leaving the keys to

Keys to, woah oh leaving the keys

Dodie!

Everybody different, I'm not the same

I do this for the love of music baby I don't do it for the fame

Got the liquor in me surging through my veins

Dig into my heart a little feel the fucking pain

I keep it on the D low

I already told you once that you could never be like me doe

I hit it like a free throw

I already told the family they gon' never have to struggle

I fell onto my ass I'm gettin back up on my feet though

I spit this shit religiously don't fuck with all the dumbos

I'm startin to get hungry yuh I'm done with being humble

Dodie gettin locked in gettin up to Mach 10

Going for the number one spot fuck a top 10 yuh yuh