Y'all Ain't Ready (feat. 2 Chainz)

Mike WiLL Made-It
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 Ear Drummers
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Five pack, ten pack, twenty pack (twenty packs)
 Thirty pack, forty pack, fifty pack (fifty packs)
 Know to make a mill straight off from scratch
 I can pull your girl with my hand tied behind my back
 Flipping packs, I'm a silver-back, ain't no monkey shit
 Go just rolled up a joint, that last 40 minutes
 Andale, ain't no bullshit, this that real life
 When Puerto Rican Johnny left, it didn't feel right
 I come from straight from the trenches
 You know my Spurt off the hinges
 When you come through we don't talk to you
 Everyone know that you snitchin'
 This is a different dimension
 Whatever I want get attention
 My partner stay with the pistols
 Them pistols stay with extensions
 I done got my hustle in the trap (in the trap)
 Another star bustin' in the trap (in the trap)
 I got head in the trap (in the trap)
 I done got my bread in the trap (in the trap)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Five pack, ten pack, twenty pack (twenty packs)
 Thirty pack, forty pack, fifty pack (fifty packs)
 I can make a mill up, straight from scratch
 I can take your girl with my hand tied behind my back
 Rap shit, trap shit, recorded this, sorta did it
 All my 16's crackin', you gon' need soda with it
 Big boulder on my pinky, get oral sex off a winky
 Took so much designer shit on a cruise, the boat started sinkin'
 Well, hit her with the D, now she hooked like Phonics
 Chopper by the high heels in the damn closet
 Baby mama got a damn whole bunch of bags
 She know her baby daddy got a whole bunch of mags (y'all ain't ready)
 Valentino, Saint Laurent, Dolce, Gabbana
 Giuseppe shoes, Jimmy Choos, and damn red bottoms
 Got a .38 in my damn Nike box
 What the if and end, I'ma damn wifey's socks
 Ain't no competition, I'll be damned I'ma stop (y'all ain't ready)
 Do I talk to lames, I say damn, I do not
 Automatic weapons get to sprayin' out the car
 Brand new fuckin' necklace like I'm payin' for a car (uh)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready)
 Automatic weapons and Giuseppe's (y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready)
 Talking 'bout competition, ain't no competition (y'all ain't ready)
 Talking 'bout competition, ain't no competition (y'all ain't ready, y'all ain't ready)
 I'm in the magazine you can get your issue
 Pull up on your scene with a thousand pistols
 (Fuck is my ransom, homie?)