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‎ohsxnta - ​ring lyrics

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[chorus: ohsxnta]
yaha, ya, ha
p+ssy ass n+ggas
i jus’ spent like ten bands on some clothes
b+b+tch, i feel like julio
stupid hoe, tell her leave me ‘lone
in the trap, ion’ need a phone
for the tec, aimin’ at his dome
that boy broke, think he need a loan
feel like smoke, when i wear a mask (shut the f+ck up)
in that ‘rari, it don’t got no tag
jugg sh+t, like “i’m gettin’ that”
thought he won, but i’m in my bag
you ain’t got no follow, you a f+g
i can’t f+ck that hoe cause she a gnat
dior belt, i don’t f+ckin’ sag
fallin’ off, boy you f+ckin’ sad

[verse 2: smokingskul]
smokin’ on black, i might just get heart disease
b+tch, i’m in a push start, ain’t no car keys
yo’ name don’t got a ring, charles barkley
just like you single, yo’ name don’t got ring to it
i love my stove, n+gga, cause i sing to it
i’m cookin’ up meth, n+gga, i get into it
i’m smokin’ on black, n+gga, like i been through it
double cup, i feel like a frat
step on him, like a walkin’ mat
he put himself in that f+ckin’ trap
he see hug juice, he gon’ rat
this ain’t time magazine, i keep a magazine
chop wit’ extensions, you could get dragged
b+tch, i’m a cheap n+gga like that d+mn crab
white tracksuit, i might check into rehab (like f+ck you n+gga, f+ck you n+gga)
[verse 2: 1oneam]
ay, haha, ha
i’m in a benz, n+gga, ion’ crash (haha)
i jugg that boy now i laugh, ay
these n+ggas going out sad, ay
young n+gga play with them racks (yuh)
young n+gga play with the cash (haha)
yo’ b+tch, she throwing that ass, ha
these n+ggas goin’ out sad, oh, ay
hittin’ yo b+tch, ion’ go out to lunch
f+ck yo’ feelings, sorry, tryna catch a nut
he want some smoke, n+gga better try ya’ luck
flexin’ the cash, throw the bands like what (like what, ha, ha)
n+ggas, they trash, i can’t make this up
i keep the pole, i keep it tucked
ay, stick on me, boy it don’t jam (jam)
these n+ggas soft, oh man (ha)
spend a lil’ rack like d+mn, ay
these n+ggas sweeter than jam, ay
i got a pole and it bam (bam)
he talkin’ tough, that n+gga, he scram
i got the racks, i do a lil dance (ha)
she throw it back, she do a lil, d+mn

[chorus: ohsxnta]
yaha, ya, ha
i jus’ spent like ten bands on some clothes
b+b+tch, i feel like julio
stupid hoe, tell her leave me ‘lone
in the trap, ion’ need a phone
for the tec, aimin’ at his dome
that boy broke, think he need a loan
feel like smoke, when i wear a mask
in that ‘rari, it don’t got no tag
jugg sh+t, like “i’m gettin’ that”
thought he won, but i’m in my bag
you ain’t got no follow, you a f+g
i can’t f+ck that hoe cause she a gnat
dior belt, i don’t f+ckin’ sag
fallin’ off, boy you f+ckin’ sad (shut the f+ck up)



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