Correction Paroles Ready Set Go par Yung Bans

Featuring(s) : 03 Greedo & XXXTENTACION

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[03 Greedo]
Ready, set, go
(You have nine-hundred and thirty-seven messages)
03, Yung Bans on these hoes
(Goose with another one)

Ready, set, go
We gon' get back on
03, Yung Bans on these hoes
Let these bitches know

Like ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, oh, ready, set, go

[Yung Bans]
Yeah, diamonds on me white on white like Ku Klux, yeah
I'm on house arrest, but I still blew up
Yeah, my watch, my chains, my rings cost a cool hundred, ayy
Bitch, I came from nothin', turned it into somethin', yeah
Turned it into somethin', huh, now your bitch is f*ckin', ayy
Latenight bustin', uh, p*ssy wet, gushin', ooh
Me and Greedo stuntin', huh, niggas lame, f*ck 'em, uh
Strapped up, rubber, yeah, draped in Undercover

[03 Greedo]
Ready, set, go, Ksubi on my clothes
Balmain on my toes, I can't trust these hoes
I can't do these numbers, I can't trust these 304s
Mr. 103, yeah, I'm from the West Coast
But I don't rep that shit, East Side, we Crippin', bitch (Baby Loc)
I can't touch this bitch, you should get tested, bitch (Kitty too strong)
'Cause I smell that stench, yeah, bitch, I smell that stench (Gotta go)
Bitch, I'm on the mound, I'm just tryna make a pitch
Ready, set, go
I was in the club, VIP, went to his show
Say he like my flow
Told me I was ready, we should hit the studio
Grew up off the legends, now I'm a legend for sure
Me and Yung Bans got that money but it's old
We can't trust these hoes, we can't trust these 304s
Ready, set, go, better use your feet, bitch
Use your tiptoes, bitch, go

Ready, set, go, go
Leave you 'til the sun out, do it at the show
Ready, bitch, go
Ready, set, go
Make that bitch pose
Mr. 3-0
That's what she told
Hey, get it out the mud

Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go (Ready, set, go)

[XXXTENTACION & Yung Bans]
I was just callin' you to let you know I'm finna do the song
Ayy, bruh, bruh, do it, do it, and then call me, nigga
Alright, I got you
I'ma see you back in Miami
Alright, bro
Gang
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Ready, set, go, ready, set, go
Wanna hear somethin' fire?

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