Ransom, V Don – Short Notice (ft. Lloyd Banks) (Audio, Lyrics)

Ransom and V Don unveil the new “Short Notice” song with Lloyd Banks. The piece was produced by V Don. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track.

Ransom, V Don Short Notice

Ransom and V Don are the latest to announce new music, as they’ve linked with Lloyd Banks to release the single “Short Notice.” The track seemingly comes in anticipation of another collab between the New York rapper and producer. They’ve announced Chaos Is My Ladder, an upcoming project from the two set to release sometime this December. Moreover, it follows a streak of quality singles and collaborations, from his October track “Sinatra’s Demons” to “Band of Brothers” with Benny the Butcher and 38 Spesh.

As expected, “Short Notice” is a no-frills track with heavy East Coast energy, from the dominant and emphatic performances to the heavy drums. There’s also some great sample work on display, with a rich instrumental pallet that makes the beat varied. For example, there are shimmering chimes, a passionate string section, acoustic guitar chords, and atmospheric keys. It may sound like a lot, but the way different elements come in and out of the song’s structure and mix is dynamic. It shows V Don’s versatility and production talent, who recently released a sharp collab album with Willie The Kid.

Meanwhile, Ransom and Lloyd Banks also hold their bars to that high standard. They’re able to give the lush beat a raw edge through their flows and authoritative deliveries. If anything, it shows how timeless and universal this sound is, and how it’s still able to captivate. They have a lot of legacy to uphold, as Lloyd Banks paid tribute to his late manager Hovain.

Ransom, V Don – Short Notice (ft. Lloyd Banks) (prod. V Don)

9 December 2022
1 Song, 3 minutes
℗ 2022 Momentum Entertainment

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Ransom]
Niggas often hate when it’s suitable (Yeah)
You gotta watch for those who’ll offer to pay for funerals (Uh-huh)
They probably had your son in a basement, torturing Jason by forcing blades in his cuticles
You knew it too (Yeah)
But know if they cross the grain, you could do it too
Coffins laid out for you and you
What’s deceitful to me could be true to you (Facts)
You only get credit soon as the movie’s through
Take that money that’s due to you (Yes, sir)
‘Cause I been gettin’ paper since P was screamin’ out, “Hootie hoo”
Now who is you?
Irrelevant, gentleman, I know it’s news to you, but
If you always holdin’ ’em down, then how they gon’ move up? (How?)
Yeah, I know that the truth sucks
But I’m just giving you proof, what?
It’ll be your friend you catch in his boxers inside your wifey’s crib eatin’ your baby’s fruit cups
I’m a straight shooter, no fake maneuvers, you know that
So how y’all spelling GOAT to the wrong nigga to go at? (Ah)
Yeah, every song is bringin’ that soul back
So when you hear lines like LeBron, shit is a throwback

[Chorus: Ransom]
It’s time we even the score (Let’s go)
But if we both shootin’, no way we leave in a draw
This game, we sweep ’em in four
You gotta judge your team on how they leavin’ the court
Heads high
It’s no Biggie like homie from Bed-Stuy
Nah, we don’t need your support ’cause my niggas gon’ get by (Gon’ get by)
It’s real when you lackin’ a friend to call (Who you gon’ call?)
No way we gon’ lay down and just die (Never)
How it feel when your back is against the wall?

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Checked in the scheme with passion
Black entrance, Mercedes back in
Windows black when we get close enough to you refrain from clashing
[?][1:39] suffered delayed reaction
Shit flipped and you’re thrivin’, fuck you gon’ do when we change it back then?
[?][1:45] fashion
What’s your deal? Just askin’
It’s time to negotiate, gotta keep my pitch higher than baby Jackson, nigga
There’s life lessons that only time’ll teach us
God keep me from around these leeches
Still superstitious, hear niggas die in sequence
[?][1:58] familiar, won’t disguise your features
Sometimes our eyes deceive us
All my shines in Jesus for the nonbelievers
Here’s to new heroin
Hit a substitute [?][2:05] medicine
Who better sent?
Address me with homage and proper etiquette
Haters irrelevant
Probably wishin’ I go to hell, assumin’ I never went
My success’ll punish the negligent
Look how I represent
Gotta clean up the mess and bury the evidence
Found my niche and executed ever since

[Chorus: Ransom]
It’s time we even the score (Let’s go)
But if we both shootin’, no way we leave in a draw
This game, we sweep ’em in four
You gotta judge your team on how they leavin’ the court
Heads high
It’s no biggie like homie from Bed-Stuy
Nah, we don’t need your support ’cause my niggas gon’ get by (Gon’ get by)
It’s real when you lackin’ a friend to call (Who you gon’ call?)
No way we gon’ lay down and just die (Never)
How it feel when your back is against the wall?