They Not Ready lyrics

[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Chorus]
They not ready
They not
No, I do not think the masses are ready
Dreez, boy, sh*t, 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 b*tches out their misery (They did)

[Verse 1]
B-I-G 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 (b*tch, 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 f*ck what you say to me
Ball hard, we play for keeps
You got a group of yes-men, can't be the G.O.A.T. 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)
[Chorus]
They not ready (Nah)
They not
No, I do not think the masses are ready (They not)
Dreez, boy, sh*t, 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 b*tches out their misery (Out, they miss me)

[Verse 2]
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 f*ck)
Treat the game just like it's my n*gga, that mean the top mine (It's mine, n*gga)
I'm a walking move, boy, a trendsetter
On hoes' necks' like benchpressing
These b*tches cap like big letters (Big), who
Face and bars are ten or better
My shoe size only thirty-nine but n*ggas know I'm a big stepper (I'm stepping on sh*t)
Guess my lil five seconds of fame, gon' last forever (Ha)
Triple-six, clean b*tch 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 b*tches wouldn't be on my level (Hahaha)

[Chorus]
They not ready
They not
No, I do not think the masses are ready
Dreez, boy, sh*t, 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 b*tches out their misery