Rings lyrics

by

Azizi Gibson


[Intro]
Sometimes I just don't feel like writin' sh*t

[Verse 1]
Everybody in my business
What the f*ck is this?
But sh*t, how are you tonight?
I don't really give a sh*t, I'm just askin' just to be nice, my n*gga
What's a real rapper anyway?
I bet you want better, n*gga
f*ck your prototype
I'm the real sh*t, n*gga, right here, n*gga
In your right ear with it
All you don't want to see me with the hands
Me and my mans finna to start a fight
You better watch your ass
Before my n*ggas come through and slump your ass
And if you smoke like me, bring your weed
Let's get high as a kite
I got an ounce of weed
So all the fly b*tches come smoke with me

[Refrain]
It's about to go down, got my folks around
Got all my n*ggas in town (Ayy)
It's about to go down, got my folks around
Got all my n*ggas in town
It's about to go down, (PH) got my folks around
Got all my n*ggas in town
It's about to go down, (Brainfeeder too) got my folks around
Got all my n*ggas in town
[Verse 2]
I'm about to blast off
Two months ago I remember me gettin' my cast off
Broke my sh*t in the middle of the street
On a bike that I copped from craigs dog
But look, lucky I ain't broke my leg dawg
LA rich but they can't fix a pothole
Got these SWAT teams and these government things
They ain't never gonna end 'til I die though
But look I'm a young desperado
AKA young n*gga eatin' tacos
I've seen the world with my eyes closed
Boy, you sound like an as*h*le
You're not fully developed, you like a tadpole
My brain E and [Jed?] on his ass though
But don't let that n*gga drink no more
Swear to god he movin' in slo-mo
You need to recollect and find go yourself
'Cause we ain't f*ckin' around, we finna intercept
All the intellect
And the sh*t you rep
It's about to be ours, we done sign the check
Take your vaccine and get over the sh*t
Hustle the flow, n*gga, better whip that trick
Snuggle a ho and tell her to suck that di*k
'Cause she ain't sh*t but I'ma bounce back, b*tch
We infiltrated the system
Now we on a roll like Megaman's sister
Now you n*ggas is seein' my wisdom
Better see that than your I ass in prison
You can't do math, you not in my division
What the f*ck you mean? You my competition
Cut these n*ggas like a circ*mcision
Now the world trying to get me [?]
I just do me, f*ck the fancy bullsh*t
Love my supporters but really I don't mean sh*t
Do my music 'cause it makes me feel good
Dope ass label Brainfeeder in the real hood
Label of the year, my n*gga what's really good?
You under us, my n*gga get it understood
We don't feed the animals
n*gga, what you talkin' blood
I'm talkin' high, we ain't even even smokin' drugs
I see your endorphins, cuz
I get high off of our love
We don't got to f*ckin' wear gloves
'Cause I know about these hoes my love
You suck, n*gga, pay off my bucks
Before I stuff your ass in my trunk
And you get dumped, n*gga
Haha
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