Tfemi - Ready to Blow (feat. Twinkdagawd) Lyrics

Ayo twink I don't think they ready for this one

Imma be ready to blow until I put that pen on paper I'm on go
Imma be ready to blow until i put that pen to paper I'm on go
Had a headstart on Glow now im bout to blow
Had a headstart on Glow now im bout to blow

Tfemi
Bitch I've been ready blow
Ride on the stick turn me to a ghost
She loving the high life and fashion boat
Some of these bitches irrational
Wanting a good guy not bad
She wanted bad boy no sav
All of my bitches they bad
Twerk on the wall doing hand stand
Now I never been no fake nigga
Always trynna keep it real nigga
Drop a tentoes it went viral
Its 11 on a side when we ball
And I seen different colors of ecstasy
With 3 bad bitches right next to me
Hit a waiter once get lunch for free
But I want a real hitter to the left of me
Bitch bad
All my bitches bad
Made a couple 100 bills they blue
Now i blow a few checks feel new
These jawns on my floor bisexual
Stick talk put it in Dissect a little
Maybe when I'm really bout to blow
Imma count this bread perpetual

Imma be ready to blow until I put that pen on paper I'm on go
Imma be ready to blow until i put that pen to paper I'm on go
Had a headstart on Glow now im bout to blow
Imma be ready to blow until I put that pen on paper I'm on go
Imma be ready to blow until i put that pen to paper I'm on go
Had a headstart on Glow now im bout to blow

Pretty muf*cka up and coming aint no sucka
Raised up in newark guess you can call it the gutter
Streets so f*cked up made a lil nigga rougher
Cousins with the shits so u know it made me tougher
Been with this rap shit now niggas gotta suffer
Born blessed see a bad bitch gotta stuff her
Pass her to my main mans you know he gon duff her
Gotta her on worldstar u still gon love her
Pause
I aint no killer but dont push me
Dont sling rocks dont fire shots no lucys
My bars hit my paper stretch my pen bleed
Point at a nigga who strapped more then jt
I aint talking bout guns my mans do overseas
She want the milk n the nuts in her like im almond breeze
Trynna have my baby, girl aint trynna let me free
I want all the f*cking fame ion f*ck wit tease

Ready To Blow
I swear that I'm ready To Blow
All of these winning
Ain't tripping, stay humble
Cause sometimes I feel I'm the Goat
Vote for us like a mascot
How they hating now their Mask off
Foes turn to friends
Haters turn to fans
Someone get em 4 their mans Poped yeah
Wooh, race em for a pink slip
I love bacon, but I'm never Speaking pig shit
On a heist but we know he Gonna snitch
Take your mans cause I feel like He a bitch
Only real niggas with me
If u a snake are u even really With me
Im on a table full of bread Winners with me
Not the same if my hitta ain't With me
I swear that I want her but I never tell her cause sometimes That gas her
I really be careful cause some of The groupies be showing the love and it's fake
My nigga twink we just try to keep winning it
New to the game how we Already killing this
Idk we might have to hit a mil And shit
Keep the haters outta sight District

Ready to blow
I've been ready to blow I'm just ready to blow
Ready to blow
I've been ready to blow I'm so ready to blow
Ready to blow
I've been ready to blow are you ready to blow
Ready to blow
Is you ready to blow ready to blow yeah