Spit Infinity - New Galactic

I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out
I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out

I got Stacy
No Givenchy
I got Crocs on
Fuck the Fendi
Got a 4 for 4 from Wendy's
How you think I got these titties
Hunnids after hunnids
Work myself into a tizzy
I'm a bougie kid we didn't have Sprite
We just had Izzy
I was fortunate
We had them airsofts
Not no glizzys
Please don't get me wrong
I'll get locked up
'For a redneck get me
Give my lawyer the caseload
Then you know I gotta shimmy
My wish is always granted
Like my mommy named me Timmy

I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out
I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out
I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out
I wasn't ready
I'm ready now
I need my bread with some sketti now
Gettin' the dough then I'm headin' out

Written by:
Dylan Joens

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