Dreezy - They Not Ready lyrics

Hit-Boy

They not ready they not
No, I do not think the masses are ready
Dreez, boy, shit, it's massive already
(Uh, huh) bentley parked right in the front
You can't miss me (You can't)
Only 'cause I grabbed the
Bentley keys accidentally (Oops)
Not only did she run it up
She ran it up quickly
I think it's time to put these
Wack bitches out their misery (They did)

B-IG D-R-E-E-Z
They been sleep, night quill, Z-Z-Z (Woo)
Top down on sunset, blowing AC, me and HB
(Skrrt) y'all talk that small talk
You small ball we major league
(Bitch, I'm ballin') , yeah
They know not to play with me
Face on Maybelline but in the
Booth it end fatally
And my accountant just sent
The ''Okay'' to me
I give a fuck what you say to me
Ball hard, we play for keeps
You got a group of yes-men
Can't be the GOAT paying for sheep
I'm a legend
Throw me all my flowers like a newlywed
(Uh, huh) try to keep it humble
I like being boujee better (Facts)
Fans waiting to see my show like
We just dropped a movie trailer (Christ)
Know I was notorious when we
Was rocking Coogi sweaters (Big Driz)
Drop at least a hunnid virgils
When I walk in Vuitton (A check)
Walk in Magic with a blunt so
Long it look like a wand
I got so many presidents I
Could make Joe Biden resign
God took his time, when he made me
I'm a custom design (Perfect)

They not ready (Nah) they not
No, I do not think the masses are ready
(They not)
Dreez, boy, shit, it's massive already
(Big Driz)
Bentley parked right in the front
You can't miss me (Uh, huh)
Only 'cause I grabbed the
Bentley keys accidentally (Skrrt, skrrt)
Not only did she run it up
She ran it up quickly (Run it up)
I think it's time to put these
Wack bitches out their misery
(Out, they miss me)

That's shots fired, no Glock 9 (It's my time)
Female rapper, I'm top five and I'm not five
(who want smoke)
Rapper's ain't showing no numbers
Like a blocked line (What the fuck)
Treat the game just like it's my nigga
That mean the top mine (It's mine, nigga)
I'm a walking move, boy, a trendsetter
On hoes' necks' like benchpressing
These bitches cap like big letters
(Big) , who face and bars are ten or better
My shoe size only thirty-nine but niggas
Know I'm a big stepper
(I'm stepping on shit)
Guess my lil five seconds of fame
Gon' last forever (Ha)
Triple-six, clean bitch confidence
And plus I'm clever (I'll make)
I'll make it rain so hard Rihanna
Can't even bring you an umbrella
Even if I gave the cheat code
Bitches wouldn't be on my level (Ha ha ha)

They not ready they not
No, I do not think the masses are ready
Dreez, boy, shit, it's massive already
Bentley parked right in the front
You can't miss me only 'cause I grabbed the
Bentley keys accidentally
Not only did she run it up
She ran it up quickly
I think it's time to these
Wack bitches out their misery