Wringer

Yeah
Haha
Let's get this over with
You know how we do this
(Breathes)
Let's go

I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer

Ringing my phone ain't no stopping this wringing
Fuck! What I meant is wrecking this music
Hitting on the track like I run this station
Don't give a damn, that's self realization(haha)
Pushing to the limits when nobody got your back
Telling you stuffs, you don't really got to rack
You could probably make a living out these
People talking trash
You don't really have to pay no heed when you stack!

In a minute I'd be waiting for the people
Telling me to read the flow
The moment that they see me stacking
I might really fucking glow
The moment will be coming
When I tell 'em that I'm gnarly
I'll be kicking on the doors
With the tendons I've been hiding
I'm a nigga looking for rhythm
Searching for the syllabus I'm joining with no reason
For the music that I'm doing
It is something you've been missing
When your life hitting gutter
Better 'member all the niggas you've been
Throwing like a bother
Man, no runner, I'm the father ain't no bother
When I'm training all these niggas I could never really stutter
I've been smoother than the butter, how I'm spreading?
Better shutter
Or get jotter
When I'm rapping people feeling I'm a Stunter?
(Yeah!?)
Flipping on stunts
When I'm rapping I get blunts
So, I'm smoking like I'm snoop, I'm the dawg and the god
Not praising my songs that's real blasphemy
Can't touch what I make, that's real plaigrism

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah

I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
I said I'm the wringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
No ringer
Stop ringing my phone, no ringer

Wringing the necks of the next I'm blessed(I'm blessed)
I'm certainly on the maximum drug called flex(flex)
'Cause I'm handing niggas L's in flesh when dressed
I'm dutiful people started looking perplexed
In the chest I know I'm 'prolly on first
Like I'm turned on, Groin started looking on next
Locked on, from the rage I'm drooling like sex
I'm kept in a cage for the music I fetch
I'm
Tryna' lock my rage
Sitting on peak like I'm built for sage
Naturally inbound I'm tearing those page
You can never keep what is meant to race(no)
Catch my pace?
You can't see my lace
I meant see my face
I meant either way you'd be losing, ay
'Cause I'm furious, ay
And I'm faster blud, with these kinks involved
When I rap I produce what is deeper, huh?
You can't hear me speak? You ain't serious bruh
'Cause I'm iller dawg, like I'm sick from all
The battle I've been fighting, you can see resolve
Man, I keep my rush, to be calm and all
You can't push me off, man I'm standing strong
Like the pillar in the middle I ain't breaking like a riddle
You've been thinking I've been fickle
But I'm cutting like a sickle(sickle, sickle, sickle, sickle, sickle)

I'm not a fickle
Nothing but a sickle
I'm not a fickle
Nothing but a sickle
I'm not a fickle
Nothing but a sickle
Nothing but a sickle

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck(nothing but a sickle)



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