[Intro]
(His name's Pablo)

[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n***as really with the shit, yeah, they ready for it
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n***as with the shits, yeah, they ready for it

[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
When my n***a changed up, I wasn't ready for it
Fall off and get the money back, gotta keep it goin'
I can tell he ain't got no money 'cause he keep it showin'
I can make a n***a catch a bullet like Terrell Owens
Boy, you don't know n***as fold every day?
Bitches hoes every day, change clothes every day
Fall asleep, wake up, young n***a, get paid
Where I'm from, young n***as' first gun is a K

[Verse 2: Baglife Tee]
I know n***as who ain't even got a gun, but keep a blade
Treat you n***as like my son, better yet, a Black slave
No, you n***as not tough, I'll put you in a grave
My first time seein' buffs, I was in the sixth grade
Exotic weed in my blunt, I ain't smokin' mid-grade
I know Bo and Gramz with me, they gon' take it to the grave
A lot of n***as ain't with me 'cause they all turned fake
Keep my grass cut low so I watch for the snakes
Brodie trappin' on the low, he gotta watch for the jakes
If a package on the floor, I'm runnin' to it like a race
The people say they like my flow because I switch to any pace
Every time I get a 'bow, I hit my knees and say my grace
[Chorus: YSR Gramz]
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n***as really with the shit, yeah, they ready for it
It can go down right now, is you ready for it?
You can get rich right now, is you ready for it?
I can look you in your eyes right now, you ain't ready for it
I know some n***as with the shits, yeah, they ready for it

[Interlude: Iz Bo]
Iz Bo
Let me see how I'm finna get this bitch right quick
Okay
I got it

[Verse 3: Iz Bo]
Babies really havin' babies, this shit devastating
Boy, you still payin' notes, you got eleven payments
Your bars get an F if we had to letter grade it
I got the chips and the dip, yeah, I better made it
Me, Gramz, and Tee really Bag Sak Runner chasin'
I'm tryna stack the money up like I just got the crates in
I ain't Muslim, I'll get you fried, yeah, I eat bacon
Hoes really think you'll fall in love off some cheek shakin'
Waitin' on my guys to fall off, n***a, keep waitin'
In the back with your bitch, it sound like we beat makin'
Watch how you look at me, you'll get your cheese taken
Gramz and Tee both upped they Drac', now your knees shakin'