"4 RINGS" lyrics
Doodie Lo & BIG30 Lyrics
I got like 4 rings on right now, ain't shit about me cheap
This a – truck, not a Benz truck
This a G wagon 63
I'm in the car got about seven, I'm in this house and shit
And I'm creeping, that's for sure
East Side watch they be low
I'm sipping red with a Canadian, she said she OVO
I'm sipping this with your bitch or I'm sipping wock with your hoe
Bald head man with the 50, oh that Doodie Lo
He just look like that, don't play with him
He really shoot at folks
They say it's up, my bad cous'
My nigga and them shoot to kill
Ain't pay no rat to put in work, my nigga and them do the drills
I don't know about it, don't tell my mama
I done popped 15 of these pills
She don't like that shit at all, but she don't feel how I feel
She don't kill how I kill, she ain't going on these drills
She ain't seen a nigga heat it up paralyzed on the still
I been fucked up off these meds since I ever popped a pill
I'm so quick to let some die
And I ain't never stopped a drill
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
You ain't hopping on the flights, I ain't never took a drought
Lean fucked my teeth up, I put 20 in my mouth
Put 100 on my wrist, put 200 on my neck
Put a 50 on my pinky, I'm just building up my sack
I be trying to hide my cup, ain't trying to hear my mama fuss
She told me just stop the xannies, but made me get on the bus
Now I got the finer things
Bottega, designer jeans
Fucking up on these models, sell them a lot of dreams
600 up in the safe, throw ones up in they face
My gun up in this place
Don't run, you get erased
She fine, I buy her lace
Fuck once and give her space
She rolling my - up
Daddy, get in shape
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
This a – truck, not a Benz truck
This a G wagon 63
I'm in the car got about seven, I'm in this house and shit
And I'm creeping, that's for sure
East Side watch they be low
I'm sipping red with a Canadian, she said she OVO
I'm sipping this with your bitch or I'm sipping wock with your hoe
Bald head man with the 50, oh that Doodie Lo
He just look like that, don't play with him
He really shoot at folks
They say it's up, my bad cous'
My nigga and them shoot to kill
Ain't pay no rat to put in work, my nigga and them do the drills
I don't know about it, don't tell my mama
I done popped 15 of these pills
She don't like that shit at all, but she don't feel how I feel
She don't kill how I kill, she ain't going on these drills
She ain't seen a nigga heat it up paralyzed on the still
I been fucked up off these meds since I ever popped a pill
I'm so quick to let some die
And I ain't never stopped a drill
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
You ain't hopping on the flights, I ain't never took a drought
Lean fucked my teeth up, I put 20 in my mouth
Put 100 on my wrist, put 200 on my neck
Put a 50 on my pinky, I'm just building up my sack
I be trying to hide my cup, ain't trying to hear my mama fuss
She told me just stop the xannies, but made me get on the bus
Now I got the finer things
Bottega, designer jeans
Fucking up on these models, sell them a lot of dreams
600 up in the safe, throw ones up in they face
My gun up in this place
Don't run, you get erased
She fine, I buy her lace
Fuck once and give her space
She rolling my - up
Daddy, get in shape
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
You ain't seen what I seen, I can't tell you what I saw
You ain't lost what I lost, that shit turn me to a boss
Can't call you a big dog if you ever sent them off
Y'all be fighting over hoes, but I love her for her mouth
