Ring Pop (feat. ES & KARIF!)

Bazz, where you at
Windows tinted when I slide
It's just me by myself in it
Oh, so I got to keep the iron
Yari-Sache
What
Yarisache
I think that's what it is

Hey Bazz
Give me a call back when you get a minute

Bazz
I gave my 'ooter a call
That's when he spin
That's a Ring Pop
Tell him visit 192
That's the king block
Big knock
I don't keep it on me
I don't spin blocks
Feds asking 'bout the drums
Bro, I told 'em we had Wingstop
Ha
Case closed like a Ziploc
Bezel on my wrist cost a lot
That's a big clock
Cost about 60
If I put it to your face
Leave you dancing for a minute
That's a different type of Tiktok
Niggas dying over drip
Can I slip? Nah
But bro, they pulling on my tail like a Slipknot
All these hoes want Bazz
Get the fuck up out my inbox
Sike, I lied
You could get it while your friend watch
Aye, if hate goes straight to the greats
I'm most hated
They said it's no church in the wild
Then how we praying
Like "Insha Allah, my brothers will beat they cases"
Expressions on they face reveal the hatred
ES, tell me why these hatin' niggas hatin'
Yeah
I think they mad 'cause we made it
They don't like how we be in tune with the greatest
And they don't like how we all up in they bitches playlist
ES, please get up in these niggas faces
They got a problem we could send 'em to the matrix
Bro, I got your follow
I ain't talking 'bout pages
Fuck a blue check, I'll put your profile to pavement

ES, I don't think they know who they be messing with
Tell 'em Uptown in the building
Yeah, we reppin' it
Tell 'em get your girl
Better move with her delicate
Before I leave her talking to herself in my messages
Ha



Credits
Writer(s): Babou Gaye
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