COLUMBUS Lyrics

Ready

I remember that trip to Ohio

Felt like Cam we was hotter than Pyro

Wit the pack I'm American Idol

Imma ride for my boy til it's final

In the whip had us snatchin the title

Do the dash wit no hand on the bible

You ain't here but I'm still in denial

I be spinnin like I'm playin vinyl

Ready or not had to get in my bag

That turkey bag comin I run up the tab

How you reppin the gang you was droppin ya flag

How the fuck is we rivals you not in first class

Started wit nothin but work & a digi

They was on line the spot was too busy

We Carried the tree in the trash like Missy

Wrecked the M3 but damn it was pretty

How many grips can you fit in the hemi

Now it's a fully it used to be semi

Playin wit Birds like Marty & Wendy

Always put on I never been stingy

Put em on 80 or up in the sky

It was the trap or enroll at Devry

Makin it bake like American pie

My runner don't stop we stay wit supply

Kept this shit flowin when they had it dry

How you believe em they living a lie

How you believe em these niggas ain't tied

Fuck all the bully let's go for a ride

We had vision

When they didn't

That ambition

For position for addition

Who you shittin

Countin up my tradition

How you did it repetition

Copped a bird wit tuition

Knock 'em out no decision

Pray to lucky my religion

Countin up my tradition

How you did it repetition

Copped a bird wit tuition

Knock 'em out no decision

I remember that trip to Ohio

Felt like Cam we was hotter than Pyro

Wit the pack I'm American Idol

Imma ride for my boy til it's final

In the whip had us snatchin the title

Do the dash wit no hand on the bible

You ain't here but I'm still in denial

I be spinnin like I'm playin vinyl

Ready or not had to get in my bag

That turkey bag comin I run up the tab

How you reppin the gang you was droppin ya flag

How the fuck is we rivals you not in first class