[Lyric] You Ready? (TCM Optic)

[Intro]:
Dripping from the neck down
Seeing double commas on a check now
Its gon be a rager in the next town
I ain't checked out, nigga you done checked out

[Pre-Chorus]:
Light it up, yeah
Ain't afraid to light up
Fell in love (what?)
Act like I dont give a fuck
Lift it up, yeah
Bentley truck, lift it up
Youre in luck, (why?)
.40 hushed, keep it tucked

[Hook]:
Throw it up, (you ready?)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundred thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in the ship
Ain't no miles on the whip
Come and throw it up, (throw it up)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundrеd thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in thе ship
Ain't no miles on the whip
[Verse 1]:
Who the fuck is that?
He is not on the list, (I just copped a Masi' what's the price)
You thought you with us?
No you not, bro you pissed
We been "Out West" on "Rodeo"
Ain't no Scott's, but it's lit
At the top, that's where niggas get to plotting and shit
New year, new style, huh
Top floor, Mag' Mile, huh
New crib, go wild, huh
Too turnt, we riled up
Yeah, I promise you that
Anna and Elsa on all the Baguettes
You look at my rollie
Youd think im the pres'
Go Follow your dreams and dont settle for less, Hey

[Pre-Chorus]:
Light it up, yeah
Ain't afraid to light up
Fell in love (what?)
Act like I dont give a fuck
Lift it up, yeah
Bentley truck, lift it up
Youre in luck, yeah
.40 hushed, keep it tucked
[Hook]:
Throw it up, (you ready?)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundred thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in the ship
Ain't no miles on the whip
Come and throw it up, (you ready?)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundred thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in the ship
Ain't no miles on the whip

[Verse 2]:
Leave his mans, in the dirt
I take it back put that bitch in reverse
So much ice on me they thought it was sleet
Look at your boy putting on for the team
Niggas gon' hate me no matter the reason
They talking that shit, I dont know what that means
Ain't no tags, on the fleece
Cause I do not speak, Brokenese
[Bridge]:
Gucci pa-ra-dise
Decked out all my ice
Dia-monds, flashing through the night
VVS for life
Gucci pa-ra-dise
Decked out all my ice
Dia-monds, flashing through the night
Light it up, yeah
Pour a cup, yeah
Its not enough yeah

[Hook]:
Throw it up, (you ready?)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundred thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in the ship
Ain't no miles on the whip
Come and throw it up, (throw it up)
It goes down in this bitch
These is Millie Rocks
Hundred thou on the wrist
Couple racks, Fuck it
Gucci down on the fit
Moving round in the ship
Ain't no miles on the whip
Come and throw it up