Marriii3x - Ready.3mx lyrics

These niggas not fuckin' with me man
You di- you dig? Like
Real shit, you just gotta talk to yourself
You gotta gas yourself up
Thats how you get in that bag
That’s how you get in that mode nigga
Let’s go cheee

Yeah, I ran out of time for that petty shit
(Time) yeah, you see this on my arm
This my petty wrist (Go)
You bet it cost a buck if
You want Treiii to be attentive (yeah)
And I knew as a lil’ boy
They only love you for incentives yeah
(What you bring)
Yeah, higher I keep going, still
Can’t see the top, yeah
Aiming with intention, how I shoot at opps
(Fraaa) and if you go shoot up that crib
Boy yo’ pussy pop (Bop)
I make her pussy pop
I got her begging for some
Dick that I ain’t dropped
And I’m quick to shoo a
Bitch, I smell that thot, ay
(Ew) and you bettеr pull out what
You put inside that pot (Ha)
Why you steady cooking in that kitchen
You don’t likе when it get hot (yeah)
I just handle my biz’ minding my biz’
Keep that shit playa’, real shit
Wide body V8 hemi, 'member she ain’t know me
(Skrrr) now I’m stacking to the top
No coming down like the nose bleeds
I knew way back then niggas ain’t like me
And lil’ shawty’ gone give me
Brain freeze like an ICEE (Brrr)
I can’t fuck with these niggas
They too fixed (Naw)
Dick in her mouth
Run through her teeth like it’s toothpicks
They hand me the ball, run a
Bitch down like I’m two-six, yeah
(Uh) and I run up a bag, run up a check
And I let it go quick
‘Cause I’m steady gettin’ more of that shit
That ain’t yo money, you holding shit
Think for yourself and stop quoting that shit
How you grown and you lying
Too old for that shit, oh no
Valentino slippers cost a nigga damn rent
Say you like how money smell? That’s my scent
(Ok) bitch I’m moody
Please don’t play ‘round with my shit (Naw)
Ain’t have no motion ‘cause we
Took yo’ plug licks (Gimme’ dat)
In that Benz, riding ‘round with some hittas’
(Vroom) nigga talkin’ tough
But he fold like Quesadilla (Uh)
I mean Quesadilla
Got a lil’ hair on that cat like Chia
If she bae I repeat her, uh yeah
And I get shit in, get it gone
Then you know I repeater
Lil’ mama too bad, attitude mean
Double her c, get her out that Shein yeah
Say she ain’t never had a
A nigga keep it real
Now she wanna play on the team yeah
Bite down on this X
Don’t give a fuck ‘bout how it taste (yeah)
Double up my cup, but when it’s liq
I do not chase bite down on this X
Don’t give a fuck ‘bout how it taste
Double up my cup, but when it’s liq
I do not chase (Bite down on this X
Don’t give a fuck ‘bout how it taste
Double up my cup, but when it’s liq
I do not chase)
Yeah and if you aim that bitch
Keep it steady (Fraaa)
Yeah they knew from the start who was ready
(Go, go, go) they knew
They knew who was, yeah, yeah
They knew from the start, who was-

In this water you gone sink
Or you gone swim yeah yeah
In this water you gone sink or you gone swim