Ready or Not
Please do not think that i'm lacking
Fanny pack but it ain't for the fashion
Boy make a move we gone clap him
Shooters with me & no they ain't acting
I told my b*tch hold the ratchet
You moving iffy like you finna blast it
I ain't got time to be flexing & capping
These n*ggas must think i'm really just rapping
No i won't trip out of anger
Shooters with me they won't put me in danger
Leeky shoot like he a laker opp treeshi think i might take her
Buss up a td & stack it
Demon with me i'm like brody what's cracking
He make a move we gone crack him
In a maybach i won't switch for no aston
I'm getting hella bands
We shooting who ever think that they a taliban & i got change of plans
Won't catch me politicking up in front the fans
How you leave ya mans gotta mask up for the hits cause they got a cam
Never popped a zan (never)
I f*ck her better off yerkys
If that's off a 10 imagine a 30
Fresh off a hit moving sturdy
P*ss on my hands then cab it to jersey
I move different when i'm purging
Can't hold the glock if you still virgin
The way he got shot he might need a surgeon
Spin through ya block late night we be lurking
I told rilla chill can't move like a rapper
Cause im still up in the field better pack a steal
First n*gga act uphe got popped like a f*cking pill
They don't think you willi cashed out on a lawyer
Just for me to take deali told bando chill
I don't need you in jail bro we gotta get a mil
I just been moving tact don't make a movie
Cause boy i could the send the maks
Clipped dropped like it's cinemax
N*ggas jacking they spinning i know it'scap
Broke boy i ain't here for that
Cheezy with me & he is not hearing that
Uh
I look little but i'm dangerous
Call up the makks they'll tell you i'm sanctioned
Bitch i get it cause i take it
Told you already the reason she naked
Catch a shot if you hating 30 clip better duck like the matrix
Only money conversation my b*tch a baddie
I swear she ain't basic finger her then make her taste it
She jacking the movement she loving my language
She wanna hold on the glock
Is you gone ride
Is you gone slide
Baby you ready or not if i get trapped up in a box
Is you gone walk in the spot
If it get lit
Pass me the grip
Baby you know how i rock
Baby you ready or not
Fanny pack but it ain't for the fashion
Boy make a move we gone clap him
Shooters with me & no they ain't acting
I told my b*tch hold the ratchet
You moving iffy like you finna blast it
I ain't got time to be flexing & capping
These n*ggas must think i'm really just rapping
No i won't trip out of anger
Shooters with me they won't put me in danger
Leeky shoot like he a laker opp treeshi think i might take her
Buss up a td & stack it
Demon with me i'm like brody what's cracking
He make a move we gone crack him
In a maybach i won't switch for no aston
I'm getting hella bands
We shooting who ever think that they a taliban & i got change of plans
Won't catch me politicking up in front the fans
How you leave ya mans gotta mask up for the hits cause they got a cam
Never popped a zan (never)
I f*ck her better off yerkys
If that's off a 10 imagine a 30
Fresh off a hit moving sturdy
P*ss on my hands then cab it to jersey
I move different when i'm purging
Can't hold the glock if you still virgin
The way he got shot he might need a surgeon
Spin through ya block late night we be lurking
I told rilla chill can't move like a rapper
Cause im still up in the field better pack a steal
First n*gga act uphe got popped like a f*cking pill
They don't think you willi cashed out on a lawyer
Just for me to take deali told bando chill
I don't need you in jail bro we gotta get a mil
I just been moving tact don't make a movie
Cause boy i could the send the maks
Clipped dropped like it's cinemax
N*ggas jacking they spinning i know it'scap
Broke boy i ain't here for that
Cheezy with me & he is not hearing that
Uh
I look little but i'm dangerous
Call up the makks they'll tell you i'm sanctioned
Bitch i get it cause i take it
Told you already the reason she naked
Catch a shot if you hating 30 clip better duck like the matrix
Only money conversation my b*tch a baddie
I swear she ain't basic finger her then make her taste it
She jacking the movement she loving my language
She wanna hold on the glock
Is you gone ride
Is you gone slide
Baby you ready or not if i get trapped up in a box
Is you gone walk in the spot
If it get lit
Pass me the grip
Baby you know how i rock
Baby you ready or not
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Writer(s): Peter Carr Rafelson
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