[Verse 1]
Ready for whatever, they ready to get they batter
Till I pull up the Beretta, get deadlier with a sucker
Then I reach up in the bottom, I told him I cut like butter
Just in case they want to [?] us, I'm ready, [?] put the gun up
Bullet for them suckers, I penetrate motherfuckers
If I'm smokin' all the blunt up, I levitate over ruckus
If I daily serve and tug 'em, they wanted, they got the burners
Fuck it, every day I burn some, it make it feel like a bonus
[?] ritual slaughters
Yet they had to get a ticket to levitate over ?daughters?
If I gotta be the wicked, I'm killing you by the quarter
Gotta smoke all of the weed, I'm tokin' right around the corner
Every week, keep it real, I'm a loner
I don't really need a friend because I'm talkin' to my ganja
Now they callin' me a monster 'cause I'm murdering their roster
And I pull up on the posse then I cook 'em like a lobster
And I eat 'em like some pasta, trust me, you don't really wanna...
Feel that heat, shit, I'm hotter than some lava
Roll up beside ya, you are no longer
Now that I got ya, you aren't in order
Off with your head, I kill in the studio
Wanna be dead? Just planned out your funeral
Give me some bread, we get paid, it's mutual
Thinkin' of steppin', it's time for you to go
Pick up your weapon, don't even think it, no
I'm an assassin, get you eventually
On the beat for money, they pay me, it's funny
Someone want you to sleep, pay my fee
Throw me a G, you know what I need
Get me high up with lights in the sky so I'm beast
I'm ready forever, the master to weed
It's the Crucified choppin', you bitches'll bleed!
[Hook]
I'm ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
I'm ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!

[Verse 2]
Lookin' at them lookin' at me like I want to be a legend
That is what they thinkin', I pick 'em up and I get to guttin'
Leave 'em in the gutter, straight gutting them with the burner
'cause I make 'em fuckin' suffer, then murder 'em, would it be a plus?
?Kill up all the coward, they come for they cover, comfortin' , I relegate a?
Stubborn, I'm ready if any fuck with it, I'm ready for the trouble
I wanna wet up your waterbed, I'd rather be a perp than get [?] when they bust
Thoroughly murdering, can I get surgery?
Nobody fuck with the sorcery
Egos I'm torturing, scorch a tree
Morbidly, morally kill off endorsing me
As far as the murder shit goes
Nobody been that be doin' it worse than me
I'm ready with heat like a pro
You bitches are frozen, they cannot converse with me
If you're lookin' for a killer, don't be lookin' any further
Motherfucker, when I want you better be cool or I cut ya
When I get up in the venue it's a menu for the murder
God don't got nothing to give, so keep on dissin' me, you burn up
And I'm payin' no attention to the haters that some wanna
'cause I find it motivating it to get it, get to slaughter
Then I better get to fading, then he fill 'em with the drama
Motherfucker wasn't knowin' he was dealing with the monster
Got me stabbin' the apostle when I'm grubbin' at your roster
Ain't no stoppin', it don't bother when I pop up the Impala
Got the [?]'s full of ganja for the struggle, fuck a bottle
And I pile up all my dollar, they get slaughtered
I'm a father so I murder y'all up for my daughter
Today is full of sorrow so tomorrow's what I taught her
The sun is always shining, yet my coffin's [?]
I get it how I live it, get your ticket, play it smarter
You hoes
[Hook]
I'm ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!
I'm ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
I'm ready for whatever
Ready for whatever
So get gone!