The Ring
Lyrics
It's not right
The way I do my ting
I can see you hatin
Pre you waitin in the wing
The way I do my ting
Circle tight knit
Nigga
Welcome to the Ring
The way I do my ting
I can see you hatin
Pre you waitin in the wing
Shawty she ain't takin she just waitin
On a ring
Fresh hygiene
Eye pull up in A drop
Drip Visine
Feelin irie, smokin Irene
Watching for the hatas & dem sirens
Siri link my side piece
I cut off my other half like a Siamese
Bitch why grieve
So many tricks up my sleeve
I fuck hoes touch road
And chase my dreams
It's not right
The way I do my ting
I can see you hatin
Pre you waitin in the wing
The way I do my ting
Circle tight knit nigga
Welcome to the Ring
The way I do my ting
I can see you hatin
Pre you waitin in the wing
Shawty she ain't takin she just waitin
On a ring
Gyalis engineer balance
Let me ram it in a car tell her I respect a challenge
Silly you
Thinkin they would let you through
Cuz of talent
Money hungry she judge you by the carrots
Fuck yo character
Nigga get your cabbage up
For the bucks i Rush in like vladymr
Mada ma zelle, cash app
Add it Up
Matter fact, nigga reason with my manager
Writer(s): Dennis Brown
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