today. Lyrics

I'm ready to go

I'm leaving her back at my place

Yeah, come out to a show

These niggas can't keep with my pace

Yeah, that nigga I know

These people can't fuck up my day

Yeah, a league of my own

Tell me who Bk gone burn up today

Pass me the cash I'm moving my weight

She wanna smash ain't doing a date

I'm finna pass yeah I'm doing great

It ain't a bag girl move out my way

Load up the mag I shoot for a trey

He called a flag I finished the play

Riches to rags you really a fake

From bitches to bags I really get cake

I heard ya mans you feeling a way

You hate on the plan a rookie mistake

She on your team or she really fake

Watch who feed go cover your plate

This ain't for free put bread on my name

I'm ready to go

I'm leaving her back at my place

Yeah, come out to a show

These niggas can't keep with my pace

Yeah, that nigga I know

These people can't fuck up my day

Yeah, a league of my own

Tell me who Bk gone burn up today

Tell me who said it was easy

Said fuck 'em I make believe me

Run him down kick him out of his Yeezys

These niggas don't hear they gone feel me

I fuck up this drank

I head to a bank

I blast out the roof like I'm whipping a tank

I load up the carbon they steady on blanks

Who you tryna play you ain't even got rank

Whipping the big body Benz, hey

Thirty-two hundred my lens, 'kay

Fuck all these niggas pretend, fake

You not my twin or my slatt, snake

I keep it cold

I never told

Cash in my wallet but I never fold

Run up these bands when I get in that mode

If you speaking on Bk you better be bold

I'm ready to go

I'm leaving her back at my place

Yeah, come out to a show

These niggas can't keep with my pace

Yeah, that nigga I know

These people can't fuck up my day

Yeah, a league of my own

Tell me who Bk gone burn up today