歌詞

(Chorus)

Ready or not

Im in ya spot

Gimma ya guap

I need the cheese

I need the lettuce

I need dat guac

Fuck out my way

Get in my way im taking ya top

Honest Boys with the fash

Yea imma popstar

Yea yea yea popstar

Yea yea yea popstar

Yea yea yea popstar

(Verse)

Lil mamma be poppin that ass

Cuz she know i be poppin them tags

They used to laugh at me

But i got the last laugh

Long neck money call it giraffe

I heard all of ya music its trash

All dat hate I just use it as gas

Dont stand next to me

Cuz dat outfit is trash

You be dressing like somebody's dad

I be dressing like im in my bag

Steady talkin bout shit from past

You is a has been

Like a shell on the seashore you washed up

Phone them yacks boys you gone get knocked up

You are lukewarm

But i am hot stuuuuuff

All i want is some more yen

Young Duke first draft pick

My nigga you still on the bench

Hating outside the club cant get in

Harajuku goon goons always vip

Wit them yak boys they tottin that steel

Like a katana its on they hip

(Chorus)

Ready or not

Im in ya spot

Gimma ya guap

I need the cheese

I need the lettuce

I need dat guac

Fuck out my way

Get in my way im taking ya top

Honest Boys with the fash

Yea imma popstar

Yea yea yea popstar

Yea yea yea popstar

Yea yea yea popstar