Bizzy Banks - Ready or Not lyrics
[Bizzy Banks - Ready or Not lyrics]
That Structure, that swag mB
Please do not think that I'm lackin'
(Bitch)
Fanny pack but it ain't for the fashion
Boy, make a move, we gon' clap him (Brrt)
Shooters wit' me and no, they ain't actin'
I told my bitch hold da ratchet (Paow)
Movin iffy like you finna blast it
I ain't got time to be flexin and cappin'
These niggas must think I'm
Really just rappin'
No, I won't trip out in anger (Facts)
Shooters wit' me
They won't put me in danger
Leeky shoot like he a Laker (Brrt)
Opp treesh and I think I might take her
Bust up a TD and stack it
Demon wit' me I'm like, "Brodie
What's crackin'?" (Ayo, cig)
He make a move, we gon' crack him (Ayo, cig)
In a Maybach, I won't switch from no Ashton
I'm gettin' hella bands (MB)
We shootin' whoever think they a Taliban
Got a change of plans
Won't catch me politicin' up
In front the fans
Why you leave ya' mans? (Skrrt)
Gotta mask up for the hit
'cause they got a cam
Never popped a Xan', uh (Never)
Look, I fuck her better off Yerkys
If that's off a 10, imagine a 30
Fresh off a hit movin' sturdy (Bitch)
Piece on my hands, then cap it to Jersey
I move different when I'm purgin'
Can't hold the Glock if you still a virgin
The way he got shot, he might need a surgeon
Spin through ya' block late
Night when we lurkin' i told Rilla, "Chill
Can't move like a rapper 'cause I'm
Still up in the field" gotta pack a steel
First nigga act up
He get popped like a fuckin' pill
They don't think I will
Cashed out on a lawyer just for
Me to take a deal i told Bando, "Chill
I don't need you in jail 'cause
We gotta get a mill'"
I been just movin' too tact' (Facts)
Don't make a movie 'cause, boy
I can send a Makks clip drop like a cinemax
Niggas be sayin' they spinnin'
I know it's cap
Broke boy, I ain't here for that
TJ, he wit' me and we is not hearin' that
We is not hearin' that, uh
I look little but I'm dangerous
Call up the Makks
They tell you I'm sanctioned
Bitch I get it 'cause I take it
I told you already the reason she naked
Catch a shot if you hatin' (Grrt)
Thirty clip, better duck like the Matrix
Only money conversations
My bitch a baddie, I swear she ain't basic
Finger her and make her taste it (Facts)
She jackin' the movement
She lovin' my language
Finger her and make her taste it
She jackin' the movement
She lovin' my language
She wanna hold on a Glock (What?)
Is you gon' ride, is you gon' slide?
Baby, you ready or not?
If I get trapped up in a box
Is you gon' walk in the spot?
If it get lit, pass me the grip
Baby, you know how I rock, uh
Baby, you ready or not?
Please do not think that I'm lackin'
(Bitch)
Fanny pack but it ain't for the fashion
Boy, make a move, we gon' clap him (Brrt)
Shooters wit' me and no, they ain't actin'
I told my bitch hold da ratchet (Paow)
Movin iffy like you finna blast it
I ain't got time to be flexin and cappin'
These niggas must think I'm
Really just rappin'
No, I won't trip out in anger (Facts)
Shooters wit' me
They won't put me in danger
Leeky shoot like he a Laker (Brrt)
Opp treesh and I think I might take her
Bust up a TD and stack it
Demon wit' me I'm like, "Brodie
What's crackin'?" (Ayo, cig)
He make a move, we gon' crack him (Ayo, cig)
In a Maybach, I won't switch from no Ashton
I'm gettin' hella bands (MB)
We shootin' whoever think they a Taliban
Got a change of plans
Won't catch me politicin' up
In front the fans
Why you leave ya' mans? (Skrrt)
Gotta mask up for the hit
'cause they got a cam
Never popped a Xan', uh (Never)
Look, I fuck her better off Yerkys
If that's off a 10, imagine a 30
Fresh off a hit movin' sturdy (Bitch)
Piece on my hands, then cap it to Jersey
I move different when I'm purgin'
Can't hold the Glock if you still a virgin
The way he got shot, he might need a surgeon
Spin through ya' block late
Night when we lurkin' i told Rilla, "Chill
Can't move like a rapper 'cause I'm
Still up in the field" gotta pack a steel
First nigga act up
He get popped like a fuckin' pill
They don't think I will
Cashed out on a lawyer just for
Me to take a deal i told Bando, "Chill
I don't need you in jail 'cause
We gotta get a mill'"
I been just movin' too tact' (Facts)
Don't make a movie 'cause, boy
I can send a Makks clip drop like a cinemax
Niggas be sayin' they spinnin'
I know it's cap
Broke boy, I ain't here for that
TJ, he wit' me and we is not hearin' that
We is not hearin' that, uh
I look little but I'm dangerous
Call up the Makks
They tell you I'm sanctioned
Bitch I get it 'cause I take it
I told you already the reason she naked
Catch a shot if you hatin' (Grrt)
Thirty clip, better duck like the Matrix
Only money conversations
My bitch a baddie, I swear she ain't basic
Finger her and make her taste it (Facts)
She jackin' the movement
She lovin' my language
Finger her and make her taste it
She jackin' the movement
She lovin' my language
She wanna hold on a Glock (What?)
Is you gon' ride, is you gon' slide?
Baby, you ready or not?
If I get trapped up in a box
Is you gon' walk in the spot?
If it get lit, pass me the grip
Baby, you know how I rock, uh
Baby, you ready or not?