Ready Or Not Lyrics

Ouhh Ouhh Fuck you thought it was

Why would I stop making music if I'm bouta buzz

Boy you gotta gun better stop acting hella tough

I will take that money you be flexing because, I never got enough

If you catch a case you better take it on yo chin

Don't blame another person for you are the one who went and sinned

Makin Money is a luxury only chosen ones can win

If you fuck with me you fuck with me

We bound to run it in

Ready or not

Here I come

You can't hide

No No No No

I'm gonna find you

My Shootin hand is steady

If you ready , burn the back wheels of the Chevy

Only reaching if we let him

If we reach in we goin get him

We on silence throw on Deady

Smoke it like some wax up in the Heady

Money Team been ringin in that fetty

Yo bitch is like a door knob , everybody get a turn

Money like a floor mop , absorbing everything I've earned

That bitch is like a school , she taught me everything she learned

Once I cash out there won't be nun left for my urn

You the type to speak on what you know and what you heard

You should Leave that to the grape vines and flying with the birds

You do not need to be involved in this shit it's getting worse

Better knock up on some wood before you go and get that curse

Walking all alone you better keep it in your purse

Any random conversation you could end up in that dirt

That's why you get up off the block and take yo ass to fuckin work

Yo ass must be tweaking if you thinking you goin make it off them perks

Money is the answer and I'll say that shit again

And it's Funny if you chance it cuz yo ass would never win

We goin let him try n once he get it ,knocking off his chin

Huh

For popping off the win

Weed is just my medicine

My lungs are getting delicate

I just want the neck so ima tell this bitch I'm celibate

And if you pop the pills like jellybeans then why u sellin it

Watch me Burn off in Mercedes ima do it like Mccellon did

Ouhh Ouhh Fuck you thought it was

Why would I stop making music if I'm bouta buzz

Boy you gotta gun better stop acting hella tough

I will take that money you be flexing because, I never got enough

If you catch a case you better take it on yo chin

Don't blame another person for you are the one who went and sinned

Makin Money is a luxury only chosen ones can win

If you fuck with me you fuck with me

We bound to run it in

Ready or not

Here I come

You can't hide

No No No No

I'm gonna find you