Cell Ready - Juicy J/Wiz Khalifa/TM88

Man this volcano bag get you high as ****

Yo TM you know what I'm saying mane

It's time man you know

Finna get the whole world high man

Let them feel these side effects

Yeah

This dong this

This dong this

Finna be deadly bruh

Yeah with my fam this **** gon' get deadly

They gon' have to get my cell ready

Play with my paper this **** gon' get deadly

They gon' have to get my cell ready

Short me on my d**e this **** gon' get deadly

They gon' have to get my cell ready

**** with one of my niggas this **** gon' get deadly

They gon' have to get my cell ready

What these niggas on hand me my chrome

Goin back to snatching niggas out they

Cadillac and send them home

Smoke em' like a bong then it's back

To counting money when I'm stoned

Or I send a hit through the phone and

My dudes will come get you and

They'll never leave you alone

My niggas official like refs with a

Whistle I just make one call

Back to top off your dome

Off with your head ***** I'm a king

I got shooters with 2's protecting my throne

One shot then you gone you should've

Known I'm a real nigga I cannot be cloned

I'm filthy rich still don't let a penny go

I be up all night like I'm Arsenio

Freaky ******* take the d**k in any whole

Now they famous 'cause they in my video

Who you foolin' I don't buy

I don't judge I just go off vibes

When I touch the sky then hop in this ride

Taylor gang nigga we don't die

This world is mine I delete you guys

We all tryna eat we don't need your kind

And get that cash but family first

Be prepared to grind nigga put in work

What would you do for this ice

You think it's really worth losing your life

How bad you want stripes my young niggas killers

If I give the word then they smashing you niggas

Bunch of youngins' coming from a broken home

Slanging rock n roll but ain't no rolling stone

Streets welcome niggas in with open arms

If I catch the charge I'm a post a bond

You god damn right I'm a certified boss

I can cut the check or I can cut your throat

Put you on the table tag

On your toe smoking w**d till' I overdose

You don't want beef you ain't thinking clear

I'm too busy tryna make a ******* village

Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly

Pittsburgh niggas really 'bout they business

I got niggas with me don't got any feelings

They just really wit it they just into killing

Hard as hell on the internet but

Nigga in the streets you like Richard Simmons

My money long and my passport got

More stamps then a nigga mail

It ain't a problem if I catch a body

Then I'm heading over seas

I'll never see a sail

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