Ringin' - MLK+, May Wave$, Sorta

Cellie ringin' ringin' ringin' ringin'

Hear 'em lip singin' them lyrics

Hundred friends, I can’t trust, no

Taliban, on 'em fuck bro’s

Pray I cost a hundred grand for a guest show

Keep my bitches comin' from my bands and my dress code

From a center to a fuck fame

Middel finger to you rubble diggers

Since a youngin, I’m them playin in the cutthroat

Ever motherfuckers is my fam on the bumble

Choppas ringin' ringin' ringin' ringin

Cray and singin' at the feelin road

Ooh I put my phone on silence

Here comes my whoadies wilin'

They brought that dope shit with 'em

But we ain’t and smoke and ridin'

We run up in the studio violent

Bruh, fuckin up the beats, I designed 'em

They know that Moloko run shit

Shining like a motherfuckin' diamond

Fruity Loops —

O.T —

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Cellie ringin' ringin' ringin' ringin'

Hear 'em lip singin' them lyrics

Hundred friends, I can’t trust, no

Taliban, on 'em fuck bro’s

Pray I cost a hundred grand for a guest show

Keep my bitches comin' from my bands and my dress code

From a center to a fuck fame

Middel finger to you rubble diggers

Since a youngin, I’m them playin in the cutthroat

Ever motherfuckers is my fam on the bumble

Choppas ringin' ringin' ringin' ringin

Cray and singin' at the feelin road

Ooh I put my phone on silence

Here comes my whoadies wilin'

They brought that dope shit with 'em

But we ain’t and smoke and ridin'

We run up in the studio violent

Bruh, fuckin up the beats, I designed 'em

They know that Moloko run shit

Shining like a motherfuckin' diamond