“Ready” is a promotional single by American country rapper and songwriter (from Gadsden, Alabama), JamWayne‘s debut studio album, Bama Beast. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

It features American rapper, singer-songwriter Adam Calhoun. ^{[5] [6]}

The Official Video premiered March 2^nd 2024^[1], via JamWayne’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: ZELBY, Freddy Bands, & valentine.^[4]

The song written by: JamWayne, & Adam Calhoun.^[4]

Song: #Ready

Artist: #JamWayne #AdamCalhoun

Album: #BamaBeast

 ^Explicit

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“Ready” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by JamWayne, Adam Calhoun:

Chorus: JamWayne
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie

Verse 1: JamWayne
Let’s go get this s***
I kick and flip and rip that b****
I beat it up ’bout, and I don’t need a master cover this
I ride for mine for life
Come Boondock Saints your a**
And say a prayer for quarters on your eyes
To pay the reaper take you outta here
Ain’t nothin’ ’bout this life is fair
Got no remorse and I don’t care
Ain’t nothin’ force this s***
Comes naturally like the F*****’ beard
Like supernaturally I’m here
Another casualty is clear
Cause I be pennin’ lines with accuracy
And you should be aware
How I’m whippin’ up this custard
This a travesty of justice
Got ’em mad at me and I ain’t even barely scratch the surface
Just the product of Tupac and DMX and all my brothers
Who have killed the game before me
Now it’s Jambo m************

Chorus: JamWayne
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie

Verse 2: Adam Calhoun
Whoa! That bass kickin’ like a bull
I’ve been dealin’ with my demons
Believe me my hands is full
I’ve been prayin’ not for peace
But rather be the God of War
F*** that s*** you sayin’
I have conversations with the Lord (Oh Lord!)
Grab your armor and a sword
At your neck like spinal cord
Time to March like final four
April comes I let it pour
May you pray I don’t become the man before
And look around, ain’t no welcome mats on the door
I really lived in a trailer
Don’t think it’s cool to just say it
You try to take your a** to school
In s***** clothes and explain it
I’ve been to prison, you plain if
I lived the life you just paintin’
I’m at your neck like I’m stranglin’
Now what the F*** was you sayin’

Chorus: JamWayne
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie

Verse 3: Adam Calhoun
Whoa! That white boy, he got that flow
Hellcat fast, got extra gold
Friends got tattoo faces, ain’t from Mexico
Got that gas, Texaco
Might light a match and let it blow
And that thing blasts
All it’s leavin’ is a big a** e*** h*** (Whoa!)
Got that dog in me
Never have the law with me
Rather call my rowdy friends
“Many Men”, all 50
Out here runnin’ routs
Like 4th and long, they catchin’ felonies
I ain’t sellin’ dreams
Your favorite rapper lie on melodies

Verse 4: JamWayne
No for me, against the world
So get it while you livin’
Stay on ready for whatever’s comin’
Nuclear technician
Fission products, when I spit
Initiate a chain reaction
So much energy released
I beast and slit your Adam’s apple
Tackle all authorities
To seek to chain of scuffin’ shackles
When they F*****’ do the same s***
Crooked coppers, sneaky bastards
Buckle up, I’m strappin’ up and ready
Get ’em cousin Eddie
Freddy Krueger when you sleepin’
Jason Statham when I slay ’em
Texas Chainsaw Massacre
We bang into the barn and skin their faces
Exorcism for you demons
Put you b****** in your place
Judgment Day, you get no pity
Execute, annihilate
Paint the walls up like Picasso
F*****’ dump you in your grave

Chorus: JamWayne
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie
F*** this b****, I’m ready
My hitters on ready
All my guns on ready
Lock and load, I’m ready
Pullin’ up on ready
Hoppin’ out, I’m ready
Snatch your life, I’m ready
At your neck like cousin Eddie

Writer(s): JamWayne, & Adam Calhoun
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