You know I stay on the grind, you know I bust with that knife You know I stay with the weed, you know I got what you need We gonna end all discussion, we gonna rush the, we gonna rush them Are motherfuckers ready, I said, motherfucker are you ready It's

Whatever you got to raise up We'll be flying up in the clouds Like we're never gonna come back down Like we're running out of runway lights You can't get it high enough Your hands or your phone or your cup Set it off like the 4th Of July Gonna take it up

Can you handle it Baby can you handle We gon' tear it up We gon' set it off I can handle it I can go there baby with you Can I go there baby with you We gon' set it out We gon' work it out

We've got the words if you've got the melody We've got the time if you've got the place to be And we're not gonna stop We've got tonight to make every memory Until we set it off Ready or not, 'cause we're gonna make you see We're not gonna stop We're

Percocets, molly, Percocets Mask on, fuck it, mask off Chase a check, never chase a bitch Rep the set, gotta rep the set Don't chase no bitches Call it how it is I promise, I swear, I swear (If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you) yo

(Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well) She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross A little Anita will definitely set this party off right She said she want some Ready