READY TO RUMBLE Lyrics

(Mamma, Fat Dawg in there cooking up that dope again)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(What)

I'm countin' up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, my diamonds be shinin' when I hit the Spot

My girl a rider, we buyin' designer, this money so old think it's starting to rot

When you hop in this whip, don't slam my door

I ain't wearing no cape, won't save no hoe

Put suicide doors on the brand new coupe, when they both go up it's like a field goal Post

Grippin' on the glock while she suckin' me up

Incase this thot try settin' me up

Hit it from the back tell her pick her knees up

I be with the squad throwing big B's up

Niggas just mad cause they can't keep up

I be droppin' cash better put that lease up

Scary ass nigga threw the peace flag up

One to his head he ain't gettin' back up

Bitch give me some head I'm tryna learn somthin'

And roll my brudda some weed he tryna burn somthin'

This beat so butter I'm tryna churn somthin'

I only hang around people that I can learn from

Out of all my bros I'm probably the worst one

These other lames wouldn't shoot out with a nerf gun

So player that I could probably fuck a Church Nun

Bitch you betta buckle up I'm finna swerve somthin'

Vroom, vroom, vroom nigga what it do

Click, clack, boom you ain't bullet proof

I'll kick a bitch out tell her toodaloo

I got different color rings no fruity loops

And I'm quick to let it go you need to watch it dawg

You ain't never kick a door you need to knock it off

Gotta have two cups when I'm pourin' up

Ops know what I bang cause I throw it up

I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, put me in the game bitch I'm ready to Rumble

I'm focused and ready, this AR is heavy, I'm holdin' it steady my vision is tunnel

I poured up a double now Im seeing double

My bitch is bad so she always in trouble

If aint about hunnids it aint no discussion,

I came up from nothing its hard to be humble

It's eat or be eating

Niggas hate for no reason, fuck em' I won't be defeated, Just walked out of Nemans

So many bags in my hands that my mufuckin' fingers is bleeding

I can't believe it

All these wack ass rappers gettin' signed, the industry tweeking

I'll put this mufuckin' bat to his face with my leather jacket, bitch I feel like I'm Neagan, I Leave em' leaking

Fuck boy don't want smoke, pussy nigga know what i tote

This 40 is steaming

She giving brain like a pro so as soon as I cum to my senses this bitch know I'm leavin'

All of my niggas is heathens, sippin' lean got me leanin'

Me and my bro's stick together like

Penguins

I feel like MJ with the sequins

Fuck a record deal, I'm havin' ownership

You know what's goin when you hear that motor tick

Niggas be scammin', to me that's some bogus shit

I was hitting real licks way before Covid hit

I bet it all I ain't talking bout poker chips

You get locked up and start singing like vocalist

You fell in love boy I don't even know the bitch

(Hahahaha) Haha, aye

I'm counting up hunnids, I'm straight out the jungle, just look at the diamonds that shine Off My chain

I will not fumble, I'm ready to rumble, I'm fucking this bitch and I don't know her name

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

No I don't know her name

I don't know don't know don't know don't know her

Damn, bitch what is your name?