Ready or Not
B-Lovee Lyrics


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Like are you Ready Or Not?
Guns in the trunk and they ready to bust
Beam on his head watch it turn to a nut
Dip out the scene got my hand on the clutch
Hellcat too fast so the 12 can't catch up
Dumped all the guns so there won't be a fuss
Call a bitch Wanda how she want the drugs
Give em a 12 piece and fill it with slugs
If the dogs get me it won't be a problem
My niggas gon get me cause they are the solvers
I spent 100 just on a beamer
Took a bitch out found out she a eater
That bitch is a treesh i don't wanna see her
She poppin percs she is a demon
And i'm on that time i'm giving semen
Shot up her mans now that bitch grieving
I pull on the block, skrt
I put in the pain, hurt
I shoot out ya brain, first
Then i take all your green, splurge
Im sippin that wock, Im sippin that lean
I make sure my niggas that they all gonna eat
Im shootin these bullets right at his feet
Make sure that nigga he dance to the beat
Like spin, twirl, ima make that nigga hurl
You can spin on my block but know that it's hot
This is a rollie it's not just a watch
These niggas act hard but know that they not
Won't pick up a stick so now they get shot
I'm like LeBron assisting these drops
I pulled up with mo and passed him the chop
Like real shit though
Extend on my clip and we drop in ya bando
I'm feelin like Rambo
Two glocks to ya head they bust right through the window
Get back for ya mans bro
I ain't seen you do shit but chat on the web tho
And it can get lit though
We spin on yo block and add right to the spliff hoe
He thought he was top shotta and i said how
I spun on his block all you heard was a bow
Like nigga get down
Nah it's too late he dead on the ground
Call up his mans pick him up at the lost and found
If he get up it's another round
If i need cleaning i call up the hound
I'm king of this shit i need my crown
Ok im getting money
And you niggas you stay looking bummy
And i really think that it's funny
Laughing at me you driving rentys
And you wearing thrift clothes they so crummy
Hollow hit him he turn him to a mummy
Niggas broke and they flexin fake money
So don't ever speak on me lil dummy
Like are you Ready Or Not? Guns in the trunk and they ready to bust
Beam on his head watch it turn to a nut
Dip out the scene got my hand on the clutch
Hellcat too fast so the 12 can't catch up
Dumped all the guns so there won't be a fuss




Call a bitch Wanda how she want the drugs
Give em a 12 piece and fill it with slugs GLAH

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Ready or Not" by B-Lovee are centered around the violent world of gangs and guns. The song describes a scenario where the singer is being chased by the police, having driven away in a car with guns in the trunk. The chorus asks if the listener is ready or not for the violence that comes with this lifestyle. The artist boasts about his ability to escape the authorities and the violence he inflicts on others, such as shooting someone in the head and taking their money. The lyrics suggest a nihilistic attitude towards life where the songwriter resolves conflicts with violence and hostility.


The lyrics reflect the harsh, often violent realities of life in poor urban areas. The song portrays a cynical view of society, where violence is the norm and success is measured by wealth and power. The song glorifies the life of gangs, guns, and drugs, thus having created an image of a dystopian world where everyone gets killed for a dollar. The lyrics speak to the growing problem of gun violence in the United States and the necessity to find a way to stop the glorification of guns abound in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Like are you Ready Or Not?
Are you prepared for the consequences of my actions?


Guns in the trunk and they ready to bust
There are weapons in the car and they are ready to be used.


Beam on his head watch it turn to a nut
A laser is pointed at his head and his brain will turn to mush if he doesn't comply.


Dip out the scene got my hand on the clutch
I am leaving the area and ready to make a quick escape.


Hellcat too fast so the 12 can't catch up
My car is too fast for the police to catch up.


Dumped all the guns so there won't be a fuss
I got rid of all the weapons to avoid any trouble with the law.


Call a bitch Wanda how she want the drugs
I called a woman named Wanda to ask how she wants her drugs.


Give em a 12 piece and fill it with slugs
I gave him a box of drugs that had a hidden compartment filled with bullets.


If the dogs get me it won't be a problem
Even if the police catch me, my friends will solve my problem.


My niggas gon get me cause they are the solvers
My friends will help me get out of any trouble.


I spent 100 just on a beamer
I spent a lot of money on a BMW.


Took a bitch out found out she a eater
I took a woman out and found out that she only wanted to use me for my money.


That bitch is a treesh i don't wanna see her
That woman is worthless and I don't want to see her again.


She poppin percs she is a demon
She is addicted to the drug Percocet and it's turning her into an evil person.


And i'm on that time i'm giving semen
I am sexually active and engaging in intercourse.


Shot up her mans now that bitch grieving
I shot and killed her boyfriend and now she's upset.


I pull on the block, skrt
I drive up to the area in question quickly.


I put in the pain, hurt
I cause harm and suffering to others.


I shoot out ya brain, first
I shoot to kill and aim for the head.


Then i take all your green, splurge
After I kill someone, I take all their money and spend it recklessly.


Im sippin that wock, Im sippin that lean
I am consuming the drugs codeine and promethazine.


I make sure my niggas that they all gonna eat
I make sure that my friends are taken care of and have what they need.


Im shootin these bullets right at his feet
I shoot at someone's feet to intimidate them.


Make sure that nigga he dance to the beat
I want to make sure that he dances to my commands.


Like spin, twirl, ima make that nigga hurl
I want him to spin and twirl so much that he becomes dizzy and throws up.


You can spin on my block but know that it's hot
You can come to my neighborhood, but there is a lot of danger here.


This is a rollie it's not just a watch
This is a Rolex watch and not just an ordinary timepiece.


These niggas act hard but know that they not
These men act tough but are not really hard or intimidating.


Won't pick up a stick so now they get shot
Because they refuse to carry weapons, they will now become targets and get shot.


I'm like LeBron assisting these drops
I am like the basketball player LeBron James, providing assistance to others.


I pulled up with mo and passed him the chop
I arrived with my friend and gave him a gun.


Like real shit though
I am being serious.


Extend on my clip and we drop in ya bando
I have an extended magazine on my gun and we are going to attack your hideout.


I'm feelin like Rambo
I feel like the fictional character Rambo, ready to go into battle.


Two glocks to ya head they bust right through the window
I shoot two guns at your head, breaking through the window.


Get back for ya mans bro
Leave the area for your own safety.


I ain't seen you do shit but chat on the web tho
I have not seen any evidence of you actually doing anything besides talking online.


And it can get lit though
Things can become violent and dangerous.


We spin on yo block and add right to the spliff hoe
We drive through your neighborhood and add marijuana to our blunt.


He thought he was top shotta and i said how
He believed he was the top shooter, but I questioned that.


I spun on his block all you heard was a bow
I drove through his neighborhood and shot my gun.


Like nigga get down
I am telling him to get on the ground.


Nah it's too late he dead on the ground
It's too late to surrender, he is already lying on the ground dead.


Call up his mans pick him up at the lost and found
Contact his friends to retrieve his body.


If he get up it's another round
If he somehow recovers, we will shoot him again.


If i need cleaning i call up the hound
If I need to dispose of evidence or a body, I call for help.


I'm king of this shit i need my crown
I am in charge and deserve recognition and respect.


Ok im getting money
I am earning a lot of money.


And you niggas you stay looking bummy
You guys look poor and unkempt.


And i really think that it's funny
I find it amusing.


Laughing at me you driving rentys
You are laughing at me while you are renting a car.


And you wearing thrift clothes they so crummy
And you are wearing dirty and cheap clothing from a thrift store.


Hollow hit him he turn him to a mummy
I shot him with bullets that are designed to create a hole in the body, turning him into a corpse.


Niggas broke and they flexin fake money
These men are poor and are pretending to have a lot of money.


So don't ever speak on me lil dummy
Don't talk about me if you don't know what you're talking about.




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Written by: Clarson Balan

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