Ringring!

What you want, ain't a thing
I gotta a fucked up life gotta sin
Hit my line let it ring
I got a big gun, let it sing
She want a big bag, want a ring
She wanna fuck, it's just a fling
I need the cash, I'm gonna win
And for the gang, I'm gonna spin

If he want the work
Ima give him the bin
If he want the work
He get hit in his chin
Yeah, I been to high
I ain't worried bout shit
Yeah, I been too fly
Ion gotta wear rick
Bitch i been outside
Gotta walk with a stick
That boy a stain
Ima empty the clip
Flashing his shit
Turned him to a lick
That boy might die
If he fuck with the clique
If I take a loss, ima get up again
If I hit ya line, just send me the pin
Ya hitting her line
She letting it ring
I'm fucking her good
I'm making her sing
Fucking her good, now she want a ring
Gyal I'm in the mood, just bring me da ting
Gyal I'm in ya hood, could you let me in
Don't mean to intrude, but i need a friend
Don't mean to be rude, but you're just a leg
I'm into you, but you fuck up me head
I need a nurse, I need some meds
Went to the doctor, he gave me some 10s
Got em white, got em in red
If you want the vic then I got them instead
I'm finna fill that boy up with some lead
Try it boy, you'll be dead

What you want, aint a thing
I gotta a fucked up life, gotta sin
Hit my line let it ring
I got a big gun, let it sing
She want a big bag, want a ring
She wanna fuck, it's just a fling
I need the cash, I'm gonna win
And for the gang, I'm gonna spin

What you want, ain't a thing
I gotta a fucked up life, gotta sin
Hit my line let it ring
I got a big gun, let it sing
She want a big bag, want a ring
She wanna fuck, it's just a fling
I need the cash, I'm gonna win
And for the gang, I'm gonna spin



Credits
Writer(s): Simone Embrack
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