11 Rings
I don't know man, cause I'm talking crazy bro, that's what I'm fucking doing, I'm talking crazy
You been doing this for ten and I been doing it for three
And I got what you got before I was even twenty three
The numbers ain't adding up, you let me take the peak
Yeah the numbers ain't adding up, I peep the fake streams
Oh you wanna do a feature, that's gon' cost a pretty fee
Yeah my price is going up, every time I choose to speak
Made a label so I never gotta worry 'bout the fees
If we die we die bitch, that's me, me, and me
Baddies on baddies they stay in my palace
If we talking bitches, I might be a addict
I know I got problems with being committed
But you might just change my relationship status
I know I got issues with fucking with fans
I know I got problems that get out of hand
I been here just long enough to understand
I don't really fuck with none of y'all, man
Whatchu know 'bout being one of one, man
Caricatures of another lil man
Talking too much had to shut you up, man
Gossip like a bitch, I can tell you a fan
You got my name in your mouth, put my dick in next
I heard your girl was upset, I might take that next
I hate being humble, need this off my chest
They call me Too Vicious I mean what'd you expect
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
You got a pair of leather pants, ok good job (good job)
You smoked a couple cigarettes, ok good job (wow)
You took a pic with some guitars, ok good job (good job)
I guess that makes you real rockstar, ok good job
Posers and tiktokers making me sick
I fucked up the game and I gave her some kids
All of you fuckers my sons I'll admit
I wish I had time for the bitch and her kids
I know my new shit is making them sick
I know my new shit is making them quit
How he so good with the bars and the vids
Let me give you couple lessons real quick
First, stop being a bitch (huh)
Second, stop being a bitch (huh)
Third, stop being a bitch (huh)
Fourth, start being Too Vicious
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
You been doing this for ten and I been doing it for three
And I got what you got before I was even twenty three
The numbers ain't adding up, you let me take the peak
Yeah the numbers ain't adding up, I peep the fake streams
Oh you wanna do a feature, that's gon' cost a pretty fee
Yeah my price is going up, every time I choose to speak
Made a label so I never gotta worry 'bout the fees
If we die we die bitch, that's me, me, and me
Baddies on baddies they stay in my palace
If we talking bitches, I might be a addict
I know I got problems with being committed
But you might just change my relationship status
I know I got issues with fucking with fans
I know I got problems that get out of hand
I been here just long enough to understand
I don't really fuck with none of y'all, man
Whatchu know 'bout being one of one, man
Caricatures of another lil man
Talking too much had to shut you up, man
Gossip like a bitch, I can tell you a fan
You got my name in your mouth, put my dick in next
I heard your girl was upset, I might take that next
I hate being humble, need this off my chest
They call me Too Vicious I mean what'd you expect
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
You got a pair of leather pants, ok good job (good job)
You smoked a couple cigarettes, ok good job (wow)
You took a pic with some guitars, ok good job (good job)
I guess that makes you real rockstar, ok good job
Posers and tiktokers making me sick
I fucked up the game and I gave her some kids
All of you fuckers my sons I'll admit
I wish I had time for the bitch and her kids
I know my new shit is making them sick
I know my new shit is making them quit
How he so good with the bars and the vids
Let me give you couple lessons real quick
First, stop being a bitch (huh)
Second, stop being a bitch (huh)
Third, stop being a bitch (huh)
Fourth, start being Too Vicious
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't fuck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
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Writer(s): Ibrahim Munir
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