Packy - Ready For It lyrics

Yeah, uh

This ain't no, this ain't no overnight shit
Way before I had a computer
I had the right clique True
Way before the lights and the pics
Man I been a player Oh yeah
I kissed a girl next door 'fore I
Was six 'Fore I was six
Packy ain't some made up shit
Gramps named me that off rip, I been real
Speck the only home I know, I been here
But, I love the west coast so
I pay rent here West coast
Only home for the holidays, if that
Money on the line and somebody gotta get that
I be on my shit, fam'
I could lift the city up
I could take the weight
Lean on me like a kickstand I got it
In it for the long haul
People acting foul and I never
Made the wrong call
I be telling it just like it is
Straight to the point Straight
And I be moving up a class
Make way for the boy

I don't think they ready for it
Yeah I don't think they ready for it

Look like I give a damn? No
Sir, ball in my court, bet I whole serve
Any girl that's looking for the drama
Tell that cho swerve Swerve
Anybody looking for the beef, I got no words
Look at how before I split the pie
I get the dough first
What a thought What a thought
They ask backwards
They want a sixteen, they ask Pack first
'Least they got one thing straight
Me and Daggs in the same place
It's always spring break
Hermosa Beach on the patio double cup
Talkin' life shit with some
Cali' choes Cali' choes
Tell me how you living girl
You ain't never been up off the lot
Baby, I can get you driven, girl
You look like a new Mercedes
You look like a lady
You look like you looking at me
Baby I just need a maybe
'Cause, I don't like 'em too eager
That shit is a bit much
Ain't a drive like mine
Automatic in the clutch, what? What?

I don't think they ready for it
Yeah I don't think they ready for it

What it look like?
Tell her what she wanna hear
Never hear goodnight Goodnight
Maybe later though
I could take you out or we could
Run and get the plate to go
I love it when it's all mine
I hate a chick that gotta
Make it known Damn right
People get the wrong idea Yup
Grown man gossiping
Wouldn't want to be ya in any life
You probably gitty that I gave you any light
People happy gettin' five minutes
I get steady hype Damn right
I been with the wrong girls
I been with the wrong girls
And I don't know why
Probably never find the one
'Cause, I don't want a chick that
Want to date a rapper
And I want to hit the road with
The boys without an interrogation after
If you that girl, what up?
You should have your number in my phone
And your number in the rafters my damn

I don't think they ready for it
Yeah I don't think they ready for it

I don't think they ready
We eating over here 'cause they
Messing with me heavy yup, yup, yup, yup
Haha, I'm gone yup