Ready To Die

Swear to god I got this

Sunny day, cruising down with my Merco
Tanktop on, it ain't the time to wear a pancho
I got some motherfuckers I'm dealing with
In the hood and they all a bit crazy, loco
But it's Erhan in the house, last name Mokoko
Try to fuck with me, all you hear is tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh
Glock 15, nah give me 17
Colt 44s, M16 retros
Look at that ass yo
That shit not mellow
These melons winking at me all night, hello
She be slow as fuck
Every food is yuck
Wish me good luck
I gotta make a lot of bucks
To keep this ho' happy
People think I'm cocky
Just a simple man
Wildin like ASAP Rocky
I be dreamin' lots
An epiphany
A psychic, I'm not
But I will be getting money

Hold up, hold up, hold up
Attention, all the hoes in the club
Erhan is in the building, so make it clap
Dj bring it back, bring it back yo

Showing off getting lit
Stories outta Cancun
Why stress, take a seat
Party doesn't end soon
Slice of lime, cold Corona
You've been lazy, admit
While I grind, before corona
I've been on my covid shit
Picturing a million bucks
You gots to get busy
Releasing Ersan from the Bucks
Mr. Horst must be tipsy
Like I play for the Nets
Isolation is my game
Work hard, I never bet
All these hoes be the same

I'm ready to die bitch
I'm ready to die bitch
Yeah you heard it right
I'm ready to die bitch
That's why I'm coming all in
And my guns b-blazing
Champagne is poppin
Asses will be clappin
I'm ready to die bitch
I'm ready to die bitch
Yeah you heard it right
I'm ready to die bitch
That's why I'm coming all in
And my guns b-blazing
Champagne is poppin
Asses will be clappin

Hold up, hold up, hold up
Attention, all the pimps in the club
Erhan's in the building, so make it rain
Dj bring it back, bring it back yo

Every day I wake up
Dreamin 'bout a drop top
Blaming fate, no I can't
That's not the way to the top
All your friends, that you trust
They'd be gone in a second
Like Milicic, they a bust
You won't ever be a legend
Brave king is my name
Big goals, I shall aim
Can't rely on nobody
Other than my legacy
It's my work and these jobs
They occupy my mind
Might even run nightclubs
If money comes with the grind

If I ever get sick
Cuz the stress be buildin' up
It's my fault, take a sip
I signed up for this shit
Branding like Steve Jobs
While you sleepin thru the night
Bugsy Seagal, Vegas clubs
I don't really give a fuck
If I ever get sick
Cuz the stress be building' up
It's my fault, take a sip
I signed up for this shit
Branding like Steve Jobs
While you sleepin thru the night
Bugsy Seagal, Vegas clubs
I don't really give a fuck

Hold up, hold up, hold up
Attention, all the thots in the club
Erhan is about to leave the motherfucking building
Are you ready for this last part

Make it clap baby, make it clap baby
Let me see you do it let them goons loose baby
Recognize, realize, you won't lose baby
Now make it clap make it clap make it clap for me