Rich The Kid - Ready to Die lyrics

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Rich The Kid - Ready to Die lyrics

[Chorus] I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock [Verse 1] Stick ’em, stick ’em, stick ’em up, stick ’em Take a n***a racks, and this b**h, it won’t miss ’em Louis, Gucci, Prada cost a couple bands Hit the mall, I’m spendin’, and I blow that money like a fan Give a f** about a f** n***a, no b**h, we bustin’ at them duck n***as, yeah f** ya b**h like bang bang, hell nah, I don’t g**n Y’all cuff a hoe, y’all lock ’em up, y’all send them hoes the chain gang Tatted up like 2Pac, ridin’ ’round with two Glocks That’s two guns, that’s too much fun, I pull up, y’all n***as run’ Lauhin’ at y’all n***as ’cause y’all n***as really broke, n***a f**in’ with the f**in’ rounds will get you slumped, n***a [Chorus] I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock [Verse 2] 50K on your head, you’ll be gone in a day I got racks, I got bands, hit the mall, and I play I make your b**h throw up, no money, I don’t show up Youngins on the block make the murder rate go up I don’t even give a f** about yo’ momma, n***a Talk sh**, then you gonna meet the llama, n***a I ain’t even gotta worry ’bout no drama, n***a A street president, call me Obama, n***a Backin’ Migos, that’s the gang Rich The Kid, n***a, that’s the name I put a bullet in ya brain, you want a [?] I don’t give a f** about you or your clique I had your baby momma and your sister s** my dick [Chorus] I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac I’m ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac Ready to die like Big, against the world like Pac All I got in this world is the racks and my Glock