Kay Flock - Is Ya Ready lyrics

Grrah, grrah (War's too nasty)
Grrah-grrah (Yo, turn that shit up)
Grrah-grrah grrah-grrah
Grrt, baow, baow baow baow (Like)
Like, every opp shot, nigga (Everything dead)
Grrt, baow, baow baow baow
(Smokin' all deads, nigga)
Suck my dick (Grrah-grrah)
Don't run, don't trip (Like)
Don't run, don't trip (Who?) dubski

Go ask my opps, it get ugly
I could do (Shh) like Ice did to Sonny (Like)
Think I'm lackin'? That nigga a dummy
(You a dummy) he think I'm a rapper
He think this shit funny (Like)
Okay (Okay) , bend both ways (Like)
Flip through the fours while
I'm yellin' out, "Dubski"
Don't don't run, don't don't trip
They know my bop, Mr throw-More Than-Six
(Like) on a Revel, or a Lyft
Hop out gang, up on him and his bitch
(Him and his bitch)
Fuck it, I'm in fashion
I bet I'll still up it (Pussy)
He the fastest
Don't know where I'm runnin' (Don't run)
Fuck it, back out, put the beat on in public
(Like) grrah, grrah, grrah, keep dumpin'
(Keep dumpin')
Edot Baby, that kid ain't on nothin' (Baow)
On JayRip, I had most of 'em duckin'
(Baow, baow baow baow) grrah, grrah, nigga
Stop puttin' names in your song
You alright? Somethin' is wrong
Bend through my block, show me you perform
(Pussy)
They can't wait till thеy catch him a what?
(Like)
Okay, let's get it on (Lеt's get it on)
EBK, bitch, I'm feelin' like Melly (Like)
He get shot if he totin' on Kelly
(Grrah-grrah) make it sexy (Sexy)
Bitches get shot, it get heavy
(Grrah-grrah, baow) like with Nesty (Nesty)
My 45 hold six, throwin' deadies
(Like, grrah-grrah)
Where his bestie? (Rah-Rah)
In the ground LVK, he with Mexi
(Grrah-grrah, Mexi) and free Fetti
Mr up-It-And-Pop-Like-Confetti
(Free Fetti, nigga) is you ready? (Ready)
We gon' bend through that block
Leave it messy is you ready?
We gon' bend through that block
Leave it messy
Bitch, I'm a stomper, I don't really step
(I don't do the step)
Nigga, I'm a vet' (Better watch ya' step)
Better come correct
I'm a demon so watch who you check
(Grrt, baow) always lit, say less
I done slept wit' a nine
Trey-pound and a TEC
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
See a opp, fuck it, duh, I'ma wreck
Catch a LV, put him on his neck (LVK)

Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom