Ready or Not Lyrics

Imma give it to you bitches

If you're ready or not

Deep breaths

Cause I'm Really a lot

My nigga told me

That I got a smart ass mouth

Talk shit

Then he giving me top

Cross me

You lost me

Nah I ain't spinning the block

Cartier on the watch

Got him feelin all on ma box

Baby mom want to beef

Nah Sis I ain't the one

Feeling on his meat

Yea give me a son

Breaking down the weed

Blunt Vills we're rolling the blunts

Ain't no competing

With a bish like me

Yea sis I already won

Booked up

Yea we're counting the cash

Going Mia

Fucked around & brought me a ass

My bitches they play both ways

We're having a blast

Hide that in the stash

And hand me the mask

Imma give it to you bitches

If you're ready or not

Deep breaths

Cause I'm really a lot

My Honey told me

that I got a smart ass mouth

Talk shit

Then he giving me top

Cross me

You lost me

Nah I ain't spinning the block

Cartier on the watch

I got a new body

I'm a new body

Fked her peoples

And she knew bout it

Any Nigga I choose

Gone give it up twice for me

Fuck hoes gone do bout it

I'm breaking the news

Voice of Myra be twice the tea

Blueprint the blue copy

Do what I do sloppy

Smoking that Bob Marley

I'm counting my money

You're counting your Niggas

My Honey he got it

Ain't lifting a finger

Don't pay her no mind

Cause bitches be tender

I took a L and lit it up

Bitch I am the winner

My X nigga big

But my new nigga bigger

You bitches be lit

But my bitches be litter

God show me favor

But I'm really a sinner

Cause he know I let him eat it

Like it was dinner

Private jets

Yea we're flying out privately

My Mood forever DND

So bitches don't bother me

They might talk shit

But their talking it quietly

Mad their baby daddy's

Like my pics

And follow me

For real

The only thing I do

Off the strength ride his dick

And even that best believe

I'm getting paid for it

Everyday I'm on the media

Slaying shx

Giving bitches goals to pick

Imma give it to you bitches

If you're ready or not

Deep breaths

Cause I'm really a lot

My Honey told me

That I got a smart ass mouth

Talk shit

Then he giving me top

Cross me

You lost me

Nah I ain't spinning the block

Cartier on the watch

Got em feelin all on ma box