[Intro: YB]
Armed and Ready
Grab on the mash with latex
No face no case no evey

[Chorus: YB, CB]
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies

[Verse 1: CB]
Armed and ready, two waps, n***a, don't lack
Better dash when I bark that specie
Got beef on road so I sleep with smoke
And the mash soo heavy
No face, no case, imma do that bait and bath, I'm petty
Like, only real drillers will get me
Forest Gate, we the baddest
Done made this summer the maddest
Ain't nuttin but drillers and trappers
They ain't nuttin but singers and rappers
Got the opps on ropes
They got cheffed, dipped down and smoked
They can't handle the gang on volts
I stood firm and I slapped that pole
Woodgrange, I beg you, try pass these gates
Can't step in the Gaza, Shortz got it tucked in his North Face
The life I live is mad, jugg, guns, money and yatts
They done CB now they all cat
Fuck a bitch, need money and waps
[Chorus: YB, CB]
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies

[Verse 2: YB]
Talk to your friends, I ain't gonna talk on the net
Get shot, and wan' talk to the feds, corn intense
Still Crip walk thru the ends
I ain't new to this war, I'm a vet
Want them all dead, block full of booters and trappers
Get the drop on the opp then we crash it
And bro got the smoke, he a hazard
Got smoke, blow smoke out the cannon
Never leave my brothers
Can't let anything slide, ANV for my brothers
I need me a yungen
Send a young boy O, he made P's in abundance
Give a fuck about age, ching up a big man, squeeze on a yungen
Give a fuck about age, ching up a big man, squeeze on a yungen
I beg a boy fuck with the 7th, try fuck with the 7th
Red tape, hella shellings
Get a boy down no tellin' on the 6, 16 or 11
Sneak diss, I'll drill him in person
Sharp bread come with it, it's curtains
Kick doors if I hear that your serving
Fuck a drive-by, that shit isn't worth it
[Chorus: YB, CB]
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies
Armed and ready
Two hands on the bruck, back steady
Grip on the mash with latex
Jump in the ride then I leave my celly
No face, no case, no evey
Tryna put youts on telly
Still tryna get them readies
Mind dat cos we out for the bellies