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Jordan Hill - Ready Player One Lyrics



Jordan Hill - Ready Player One Lyrics
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What we tryna do if they steppin'
What we tryna do if they cool, What we tryna do if they pressin
What we tryna do, play it cool, What you tryna do, ain't nothin' new
To this game but you, In this game you lose
In this game I choose, They gon' favor me
Who gon' favor you Ready player one
Yeah, I'm a player too Do what I do
Please get a clue You ain't got the hops, no
You don't have to brew, You ain't got the chops, no
You ain't got the juice, Why you talkin' shop
If you don't know how to screw? Now I'm pressin' buttons
Now I'm onto somethin', Girl bad as hell
Yours looks like a muffin, Tryna get back home
Why you rushin'? That shit be bustin', huh
I'm at the function, huh? Oh, this a nice house
You got money, huh? Switched up, now you funny, bruh
Switch up like I come for ya, Sit down when I humble you
Take this L, no W, Shit be soundin' sick, bruh
Think my lyrics caught the flu, Roll a spliff, make it two
Smokin' top five, Tell me where the crew at
You can't sit with us Think you knew that
I don't like your attitude Bitch, you better lose that
I've been in my bag I ain't gotta prove that
You picked a life that drag Tell me now, why you choose that
What we tryna do? If they steppin', if they steppin
What, what, what we tryna do? If they cool, if they cool
What, what, what we tryna do? If they pressin', if they pressin
What, what, what we tryna do? Play it cool
I'm livin' in the fast lane With a gas tank that never empties
I'm takin' the last train from the past You cannot tempt me
I'm breakin' the last chain on my frame You can't prevent me
Cannot say my last name Without expecting a frenzy
Find me in the cut, Gang tells me what the f*ck is up
Bang, let it rang That's enough, I got more to do
Gotta earn your lunch, Tell me what's a sinner
Winner, winner, chicken dinner Gave me top, so I spin her round
You ain't from my town You can't hold it down
I'm the one that hold it up I'm leanin' sideways
As they pour it in my cup, Was a fan in the back
Now I'm performin' up the front, They was lookin' at me like some prey
Now I'm on the hunt, Cause I ain't in the mood today
Tell me what you do today, Don't think you could move this way
I just get shit done, I just don't have time
That's what a fool would say, Say it one more time
Go ahead, please make my day
What we tryna do If they steppin, if they steppin
What, what, what we tryna do If they cool, if they cool
What, what, what we tryna do If they pressin', if they pressin
What, what, what we tryna do Play it cool
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What we tryna do if they steppin'
What we tryna do if they cool, What we tryna do if they pressin
What we tryna do, play it cool, What you tryna do, ain't nothin' new
To this game but you, In this game you lose
In this game I choose, They gon' favor me
Who gon' favor you Ready player one
Yeah, I'm a player too Do what I do
Please get a clue You ain't got the hops, no
You don't have to brew, You ain't got the chops, no
You ain't got the juice, Why you talkin' shop
If you don't know how to screw? Now I'm pressin' buttons
Now I'm onto somethin', Girl bad as hell
Yours looks like a muffin, Tryna get back home
Why you rushin'? That shit be bustin', huh
I'm at the function, huh? Oh, this a nice house
You got money, huh? Switched up, now you funny, bruh
Switch up like I come for ya, Sit down when I humble you
Take this L, no W, Shit be soundin' sick, bruh
Think my lyrics caught the flu, Roll a spliff, make it two
Smokin' top five, Tell me where the crew at
You can't sit with us Think you knew that
I don't like your attitude Bitch, you better lose that
I've been in my bag I ain't gotta prove that
You picked a life that drag Tell me now, why you choose that
What we tryna do? If they steppin', if they steppin
What, what, what we tryna do? If they cool, if they cool
What, what, what we tryna do? If they pressin', if they pressin
What, what, what we tryna do? Play it cool
I'm livin' in the fast lane With a gas tank that never empties
I'm takin' the last train from the past You cannot tempt me
I'm breakin' the last chain on my frame You can't prevent me
Cannot say my last name Without expecting a frenzy
Find me in the cut, Gang tells me what the f*ck is up
Bang, let it rang That's enough, I got more to do
Gotta earn your lunch, Tell me what's a sinner
Winner, winner, chicken dinner Gave me top, so I spin her round
You ain't from my town You can't hold it down
I'm the one that hold it up I'm leanin' sideways
As they pour it in my cup, Was a fan in the back
Now I'm performin' up the front, They was lookin' at me like some prey
Now I'm on the hunt, Cause I ain't in the mood today
Tell me what you do today, Don't think you could move this way
I just get shit done, I just don't have time
That's what a fool would say, Say it one more time
Go ahead, please make my day
What we tryna do If they steppin, if they steppin
What, what, what we tryna do If they cool, if they cool
What, what, what we tryna do If they pressin', if they pressin
What, what, what we tryna do Play it cool
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Writer: Jordan Hill
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