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Rich Gang

"Ready"

[Produced by Nash B]

[Intro: Birdman]
Sunday mornin', bright lights
Lookin' off the top of the yacht, lost at sea just a lifestyle

[Hook: Jacquees + Birdman]
I'ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin', you'll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you n*ggas see it ain't though
I'm with all my people
I brought all my people
n*ggas ain't seein' me, n*ggas ain't seein' Que
When you in first place
Make the n*ggas wanna hate you

Tell all them n*ggas we ready
Did you not know we're ready?
I got money in the bank
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm rank

And we gon' throw it in your face
Too much money in your face

[Verse 1: Jacquees]
I think that I won the race
I think all these n*ggas hate
If I want it then I got it
I ain't never had to wait
It's some killers right beside you
f*ckboys we despise you
We ain't even finna fight you
They gon' do they best to find you
f*ck your b*tch all day
Send her back your way
Young Cash Money n*gga, never fade away
I be on the rise, be in different states
f*ck these n*ggas I'm rollin', havin' sh*t my way

[Bridge: Jacquees]
Shoot the gun, boom-boom
Yeah, my n*ggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
I don't really know you, swear to God I don't really know you

[Hook: Jacquees]
I'ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin', you'll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you n*ggas see it ain't though
I'm with all my people
I brought all my people
n*ggas ain't seein' me, n*ggas ain't seein' Que
When you in first place
Make the n*ggas wanna hate you

Tell all them n*ggas we ready
Did you not know we're ready?
I got money in the bank
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm rank

And we gon' throw it in your face
Too much money in your face

[Verse 2: Birdman]
New whip, paper plates
Money make a n*gga hate
n*ggas knowin' that we straight
Chop him dead in his face
Glass plate, new place
100 bricks, big face
A rich n*gga on the water
Versace jacket for my daughter
Big B, red boss
Stunna man floss cars
If you ain't made Forbes n*gga
What the f*ck is you talkin'?
I don't need no introduction than this
It's Stunna man, young and we gon' bang on a b*tch

[Bridge: Jacquees]
Shoot the gun, boom-boom
Yeah, my n*ggas shoot the gun, boom-boom
I don't really know you, swear to God I don't really know you

[Hook: Jacquees]
I'ma hit her with my chains on
Money dancin', you'll get rained on
This a Maybach not a Range Rover
And you n*ggas see it ain't though
I'm with all my people
I brought all my people
n*ggas ain't seein' me, n*ggas ain't seein' Que
When you in first place
Make the n*ggas wanna hate you

Tell all them n*ggas we ready
Did you not know we're ready?
I got money in the bank
She f*ckin' with me cause I'm rank

And we gon' throw it in your face
Too much money in your face

[Outro: Birdman]
105 on a yacht, you understand me? Jacuzzi on some Scarface sh*t. Just a normal lifestyle, palm beaches and b*tches and bottles and models, n*gga. They love a n*gga with money and power, n*gga dead

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