Ready Set Go

(Ready, set, go)

Vroom

Vroom

Vroom

Vroom

Vroom

Okay, put me in your ear buds

Me and Dirty use your cerebellum like a kick drum

Give me a scalpel, I'm a brain surgeon this time

In other words, I'm a 'bout to open up your mind

Light of the world, I say Amen to that

Cause every time I hit a track

I put fire on wax

Aye, you lookin' kinda hungry

I can help you with that

Boy, my flow, your rows, meetin' these raps

Aye, you look at me thinkin' I made it

I look up and say it's God's grace

And we come from places where you see faces

No barber shop, somehow they faded

Why do I need to worry about what you thinkin'

We ain't even supposed to be in these spaces

Drop to the fed, we celebrated

Three two one everybody go crazy

Wait, I'm a call my brothers in the A

I'm a call my brothers in the H

Tampa Bay, NYC, California, MIA or

Dallas, Orlando, St. Louie, and my my people is with me

Tennessee my home it don't matter what city I tell 'em

(Ready, set, go)

1: 16 in the fast lane

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

1: 16 in the fast lane

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

One one six my logo

RMG my photo

Try to do us wrong, but they come up short as Frodo

Turn my music on, have them bouncin' like Pogo

But it's always one hater out here lookin' like Bozo

You know when I get on this microphone

I say Jesus took away when I spit upon, my gorilla form

And my riddle form inside the Church of big reform

Believe when I talk about God

It's nothing like corn-on-the-cob, or Wizard of Oz

It's realer than most of the killin' n' pimpin'

That most of your say what you spit in your bars

Instead of Christian Rapper, you should call me Trail Rapper

I'm a tha boy that's puttin' on from the veil rapper

I'm a put me in a circle of some ill rappers

And now I brag about God, then kill rappers

Whoops, back to the subject

You ain't heard Mayweather beaten on your subject

Whoopin' on this beat, boy, and I ain't got no gloves yet

We havin' fun yet

(Ready, set, go)

1: 16 in the fast lane

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

1: 16 in the fast lane

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Catch me if you can

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

(Ready, set, go)

(Ready, ready, set, go)

Vroom

And now I brag about brag about

God

Put me in your ear buds

I'ma brag about God

Ear buds

I'm about to open up your mind