Released on February 5, 2021

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[Intro]

Look

We gon' put that nigga on a TV

Put him on a shirt

Look

Where I'm from, my niggas all put in work

Listen


[Chorus]

I hope that you're ready to rumble

'Cause I brought my weapon with me, I don't tussle

Only the gang, nigga, I don't trust you

Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle

I call my suvy, he gon' come and brush you

My dawg off the leash, he don't need a muzzle

Fuckin' your treesh, you thinkin' she love you

Get to the breesh, no time to cuddle

Keep it discreet, moving real subtle

His shawty a freak, under the covers

Fucked up the sheets, ain't use a rubber

Dick in her back, I made her stutter

I hope that you're ready to rumble

Call up my suvy, brush 'em

Freak bitch, Russian

That talk, she love it


[Verse 1]

I call up Elliot, bust the Patek

Shorty, she classy, but could get ratchet

Bought her a ass, so I could slap it

She soakin' wet, all on the mattress

Thumbin' through hundreds, I love me the cabbage

Play 'bout my cheddar, I'm grippin' the ratchet

I'm throwin' bullets, leave 'em in fragments

Up in the Woo, nigga, what's crackin'?

Makin' a movie

Up it and aim at your kufi

Dripped out in Gucci

Perky got me feelin' groovy

You claim you a suvy, but where is your stripes?

Put down a pokey and get you a pipe

Watch the opps, they movin' 'cise

Glock with a sight, don't play with your life


[Chorus]

I hope that you're ready to rumble

'Cause I brought my weapon with me, I don't tussle

Only the gang, nigga, I don't trust you

Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle

I call my suvy, he gon' come and brush you

My dawg off the leash, he don't need a muzzle

Fuckin' your treesh, you thinkin' she love you

Get to the breesh, no time to cuddle

Keep it discreet, moving real subtle

His shawty a freak, under the covers

Fucked up the sheets, ain't use a rubber

Dick in her back, I made her stutter

I hope that you're ready to rumble

Call up my suvy, brush 'em

Freak bitch, Russian

That talk, she love it


[Verse 2]

I'm gon' talk that talk

Gimme me talk back too

I'm a demon on the loose

Benz, Beamer, or the coupe?

And I don't play no games

Opposition's all the same

Mask up on the stain

I need the diamonds and the chains

Filled up with rage, I swished, look

Leave his body in a ditch, heh

On the gang, I won't switch

Oh, you think you hot, so we burned 'em

Leave 'em dead, that's certain

Spin his block, swervin'

Hit 'em up, closed curtain


[Chorus]

I hope that you're ready to rumble

'Cause I brought my weapon with me, I don't tussle

Only the gang, nigga, I don't trust you

Talk out your neck, I won't move a muscle

I call my suvy, he gon' come and brush you

My dawg off the leash, he don't need a muzzle

Fuckin' your treesh, you thinkin' she love you

Get to the breesh, no time to cuddle

Keep it discreet, moving real subtle

His shawty a freak, under the covers

Fucked up the sheets, ain't use a rubber

Dick in her back, I made her stutter

I hope that you're ready to rumble

Call up my suvy, brush 'em

Freak bitch, Russian

That talk, she love it