Troy Khan

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone

Hang up the phone ima text it
Baby I'm learning my lesson
Know I'm the star when I'm in the picture
Your nia know he just an extra

Baddies all up in my section
They don't know I'm so selective
My flow is so cold so progressive
She bumping my songs for protection

Blessing her soul and her blessings
Never grow old, never testy
She going in, she impressed me
But she get shifty like a lefty

I could teach her bout successing
Or leave her singing like a melody
Can't stop me, no point in contesting
Stay beeping your phone like a referee

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone

She on the phone
But why can't she leave me alone
From sneaking and peeking my phone
Leave messages after the tone

But she had to look back to the throne
Cause what happens in Rome stays in Rome
I wish she'd turn a house to a home
But she gave me away rent to own

And yes I know I did her wrong
Never hit her like smoke out the bong
But I dissed her and waited too long
No apologies when you belong

But I knew that you needed a song
Go together like ping and the pong
Know your new man was bout to get gone
He got nothing on me, he King Kong

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone

Ready set Go
Baby let's go
I'm on the road
Nobody know

She hit my phone
Leave me alone
I'ma get gone
Hang up the phone



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Briscoe Jr
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