Kstate Muliano - Till I'm Ready (feat. Jenni Musaccio)

I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
Im duckin wit da blakkas
Whole team holdin choppas
My squad on go
Like we running from the coppas yeah
I ain't lacking
My tank on full
Fully energized
I stay off that red bull
And i Roll another blizzy
Load another blicky
Something like a foreign
Deadly and I'm pretty
I keep a couple youngins
When I'm in another city
Got a pocket full of money
Other pocket full of Iggy
Feel like Cleopatra
Like we one and the same
I just reap the benefits
I ain't cuffin your main
He goin home to you
I'm just playin the game
He be giving me thrills
While he giving you pain
I'm a Goddess lil baby
U got nothin to gain
Think you Betta level up
Then come try me again
Put a ticket on your back
I like making it rain
I'm so highly medicated
Think I'm going insane
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
I'm curious to know now who is better
Gotta fifth of amaretto
Safety broke off my Beretta woo
You talking but you really think you clever
You ain't shit lil nigga
Watch me play the block like heavy metal
I had to give em something they can ride to
Me and my lil baby give em something they get high to
If you can't tolerate it then you need me to confide to
If your incarcerated then my lawyer will revive you
Yeah you hate it underrated on hiatus down in Vegas feeling jaded so impatient with these faces look
Yeah you hate it underrated on hiatus down in Vegas feeling jaded so impatient with these faces look
I do my dirt all on my lonely
I don't need no homie
Why do all these niggas keep on acting like they know me
I swear I had my hands up but he notice I was Rollin
Tryna make it to the top but I keep losing all my focus nigga
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
See I was brought up on em homicides
I was always taught to go head first
Finish the job if you down to ride
Came up on that Murda side
We ain't doin no talkin
We making Mama's cry
We leave em traumatized
You see I get busy
Whole apartment litty
Got Hannah in da pot
Keep da junkies
Feelin shitty
I pop a tab and get dizzy I'm coolin with lil rizzy
Making Dolla after Dolla
I told u I got Iggy
I'm the first in and last one out
I take the routes
If a nigga in my camp in trouble
I take the wrap
Give you 43 reasons
Why I'm never gonna fall
Been thru 43 seasons
This my season to ball
I'm trying to get to hot girl summer
I'm running laps
If you can't tell me what I wanna hear
Then nigga shutcho mouth
Never had an option
All I had was sink or swim
Got familiar with the water
Hadda stack my dividends
I won't pop out on
these bitches till I'm ready
Keep a gang of shooters wimme
Light it up like it's confetti
Ain't no time to train these niggas
They just go wherever I go
Ain't no time to play with these niggas
They just blow whenever I blow
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready
I won't pop out on em niggas till I'm ready
I keep that pistol on my hip like I'm my daddy
That money raining like we throwing out confetti
I won't ball out on em niggas till I'm ready

Written by:
Jennifer Fowler, Kerry Haymon

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