Soulja boy tell em we ready
We ready, turn up

She wanna lick the molly off me
Nigga I be stunt so hard, it? s no see me nigga
Soulja boy tell em we ready
We ready, turn up
We ready
Soulja boy, we ready, we ready
Soulja boy
She wanna lick the molly off me
I pull up in a what you call it, what you call it
Drop top, call 2 hunned, fall 2 hunned
All the bad bitches on me nigga get on off me, please
I be flexin in that new rarri, new, so much on my neck
I don? t say sorry, no
You can see me from a mile away
You know dre keep a tek and a throw away
It? s gone, hey bro, ain? t that right or what? s his name
Hit the block in that fire flame
Lil dre getting guap, getting faded
Sod on g rich gang bitch, we ready, we ready
Soulja boy, we ready, we ready
Bitch, we ready, bitch, we ready
Bitch, we ready, bitch, we ready

Say she wanna take a zan, go to sleep
Hit the block and I? m toltin heat
Young dre keep a jesus piece on my neck
Young dre keep a throw away and a tape
The cash I? m getting it
The bad to be so I? m rippin it
Young dre he told infinity
So much cash it? s for my enemies
We ready, we ready, we ready
Soulja boy tell em we ready
We ready