Ready or Not

I ain't really hearing these bitches
Or feeling these bitches I don't know What's good w| these bitches

When I'm in the public I know I look Good to these niggas
'Cause they Wanna take all my pictures

I really be chillin' so Why would she Speak on my name?
Now I gotta get handy & fix her

I can not link with you hoes
You snake and you slither
You can't be my friend or my sister

I know when you talking to me
You should lower your tone
Or u probably ain't making it home

I am so done with that man
Gave him back to the streets
Why the fuck is he Calling my Phone?

You probably ain't know about me
But I bet you know now
I ain't playing I'm making it known,

This is that 'Far Rock' sound
I'm a New York bitch
And I'm coming in setting the tone,

This is the Mula ya'll miss
So I'm back on the scene
No I'm not finna let up,

And He pissed me off
Before he got knocked
So I bet I won't send him no letter

I hang around killers and drillers
And steppers They gon make it rain
Like the weather,

Yea you know my body,
I ain't with the acting
Bitch I said I'm with it whatever,

They know it's Blue when I'm Steppin' I go where I want
And I bet I won't check in

I ain't chillin on shit
Give a fuck who u are No I don't give A fuck what u reppin'

I'll make a call and shut everything Down See if I make it hot
It get Hectic

Ima have Daz pull-up
He gon' blow at a nigga
Big nine for the weapon

I ain't really hearing these bitches
Or feeling these bitches I don't know What's good w| these bitches

When I'm in the public I know I look Good to these niggas
'Cause they Wanna take all my pictures

I really be chillin' so Why would she Speak on my name?
Now I gotta get handy & fix her

I can not link with you hoes
You snake and you slither
You can't be my friend or my sister

Remember when I ain't have shit in my checking now it's a big bag
When I'm checking it

Ima brag on whatever
I'm done being humble
You know when I get it I'm flexing it

Ain't worried 'bout none of these Niggas Ain't tripping on baby
You know I ain't stressing it

Better watch how u speak about me
Cus I'll pullup on you And you know
It get extra Litt

(Hold on breathe)

I am not one for the games No I Am Not one for the fuck around,

When I step in the spot better show
Some respect or I promise You Should get to Ducking down

These bitches is birds ima make it my
Word Ima punch me a bitch in the Fucking mouth

Give a fuck what U heard I ain't Never been herbed
Im solid on all That I speak about

That's word to my mama I Don't Need no choppa
Just Watch how I Stomp on her matta

And I don't do internet beef I just
Run up on bitches I know it's gon'
Shock her

I ain't never been timid I said that
I'm with it Let's get it
That's word to my father

And It ain't no beefin' with me
You ain't ready to die
Lil bitch don't bother

I ain't really hearing these bitches
Or feeling these bitches I don't know What's good w| these bitches

When I'm in the public I know I look Good to these niggas
'Cause they Wanna take all my pictures

I really be chillin'so Why would she Speak on my name?
Now I gotta get handy & fix her

I can not link with you hoes
You snake and you slither
You can't be my friend or my sister

Is u ready to die?

Bop Bop Bop

Uh- huh, uh-huh

Yeah