Ready for Whatever Lyrics

It's beauty behind all the madness

I could make it through a storm on a wagon

I treat her like a Rari

I just be channeling these words, I got no conscience

(No, conscious)

We just be flippin' the money, yeah, flippin' the money, Ridiculousness (Ridiculous)

Is he broke?

Is he rich?

They tryna know my tricks

She like drugs, pure codeine (Lean)

I been reached Paris (Paris)

Dressed like I'm Francois

Je m'appelle Jony

Jony, I'm je ne sais quoi

Yes

I'm a alien

I can finish this song, then, voila!

Put it on a screen

Yeez' 950 boots on, bitch, I'm Ready for Whatever, yeah (Ready for Whatever)

Me and shorty more than locked in, yeah, you know we forever, ever

Yeah, I ain't sayin' you gotta clock in, but you gotta have a schedule

Every time you try to do better, you might encounter the devil

Woah, I'ma just keep countin' mun (Count it up)

I'ma keep gettin' that yun

Baby got a whole lot of buns

Baby wanna fuck on the swag (Swag)

Bitch wanna fuck on my bags (Cash)

Bitch wanna fuck on my wrist (Woah, woah, woah)

Ha, Troppy

It's beauty behind all the madness

I could make it through a storm on a wagon

I treat her like a Rari

I just be channeling these words, I got no conscience

We just be flippin' the money, yeah, flippin' the money, Ridiculousness

Is he broke?

Is he rich?

They tryna know my tricks

She like drugs, pure codeine

I been reached Paris

Dressed like I'm Francois

Je m'appelle Jony

Jony, I'm je ne sais quoi

Yes

I'm a alien

I can finish this song, then, voila!

Put it on a screen

Baby, I'm not God

I'm not what you need

But I can get you fly, take you overseas, let's see Fiji

Choppa bullets, leave a nigga chopped up

I was on Circa lookin' down on Vegas like a helicopter

Haha, yeah

And that's when I realized (Trop)

We some of the greatest

Ever

Yeah, she fuck with the Camp, yeah, we doin' it better (CC)

Huh, you make her damp? Yeah, but I make her wetter

Ha, I fucked up my leather, shittin' on half-ass competitors

Yes, I ball hard, I'm a letterer

I'm goin' Roger, yeah, Federer (goin' so hard it's federal)

I fuck a bitch and her friend

Yes, I'm fuckin' her bester

Yes, they give me the neckers (neck)

Yes, I'm gettin' a Chester (the cheese)

Kit the glizzy with the switchy, it sound like a Vector

It's beauty behind all the madness

I could make it through a storm on a wagon

I treat her like a Rari

I just be channeling these words, I got no conscience

We just be flippin' the money, yeah, flippin' the money, Ridiculousness

Is he broke?

Is he rich?

They tryna know my tricks

She like drugs, pure codeine

I been reached Paris

Dressed like I'm Francois

Je m'appelle Jony

Jony, I'm je ne sais quoi

Yes

I'm a alien

I can finish this song, then, voila!

Put it on a screen