Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa & TM88 – Cell Ready Lyrics

Cell Ready

Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa & TM88

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"Cell Ready." - Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa & TM88

Tuesday, 20 October 2026, 07:35 am

Album: TGOD Mafia: Rude Awakening

Track No: 16

Man, this volcano bag get you high as fuck
Yo TM
You know what I'm sayin' man, it's time, man, you know
Finna get the whole world high man
Let them feel these side effects
Fuck with my fam, this shit gon' get deadly
They gon' have to get my cell ready
Play with my paper, this shit gon' get deadly
They gon' have to get my cell ready
Short me on my dope, this shit gon' get deadly
They gon' have to get my cell ready
Fuck with one of my ****, this shit gon' get deadly
They gon' have to get my cell ready
What these **** on, hand me my chrome
Goin back to snatchin' **** out they Cadillac and send them home
Smoke em' like a bong
Then it's back to countin' money when I'm stoned
Or I send a hit through the phone
And my dudes will come get you and they'll never leave you alone
My **** official like refs with a whistle
I just make one call back to top off your dome
Off with your head, bitch, I'm a king
I got shooters with 2's protectin' my throne
One shot then you gone, you should've known
I'm a real ****, I cannot be cloned
I'm filthy rich still don't let a penny go
I be up all night like I'm Arsenio
Freaky bitches take the dick in any hole
Now they famous cause they in my video
Who you foolin'? I don't buy
I don't judge, I just go off vibes
When I touch the sky then hop in this ride
Taylor Gang ****, we don't die
This world is mine, I delete you guys
We all tryna eat, we don't need your kind
And get that cash but family first
Be prepared to grind **** put in work
Fuck ****, what would you do for this ice
You think its really worth losin' your life?
How bad you want stripes, my young **** killers
If I give the word then they smashin' you ****
Bunch of youngin's comin' from a broken home
Slangin' rock n roll but ain't no rollin' stone
Streets welcome **** in with open arms
If I catch the charge I'm a post a bond
You god damn right I'm a certified
Boss I can cut the check or I can cut your throat
Put you on the table tag on your toe smokin' weed till I overdose
You don't want beef, you ain't thinkin' clear
I'm too busy tryna make a fuckin' village
Dripping more cheese then a chicken Philly
Pittsburgh **** really bout they business
I got **** with me don't got any feelin's
They just really wit it, they just into killin'
Hard as hell on the internet but **** in the streets you like
Richard Simmons
My money long and my passport got more stamps then a **** mail
It ain't a problem if I catch a body
Then I'm headin' over seas I'll never see a sail ****

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa, Strick, TM88, Juicy J, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer.

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