Ring Ring

Ay, nah, nah, nah, whatchu mean you don't have it? Nah, nah, nah, it's the first of the month Nah, but we had a deal (I aint got no fans I got fiends ho) Ay where my money bitch Ay Neal, let it hit Tell 'em hit my trap phone, I got anything you want Got the gas got the stones, yeah I came up out the mud All I want is money, I ain't lookin' for no love Stackin all the hundreds and I'm spendin' all the dubs Ring Ring on my phone, fiends can't leave me alone Ex bitch tryna hit, she goin' get the ringtone Fuckin' with me better go get you some dough You were broke last year, tell me how you still broke? Good anywhere I go, huh Different crib every week When Money talk don't speak Make a move 'n repeat Lyin' to me, pay whatcha owe No guarantee, reap what you sow I don't wan' hear it, nah I don't wan' know Got to many problems I could neva fold Get out my way bitch, don't make me late bitch, I'm chasin' cake Bought like eight bricks n' made that weight shift like hittin' brakes No face no case, so I'm masked up, got expensive taste My business great, I can't pass up, movin' interstate Your product laced, all my product safe all my fiends in space I'm so based, why you tryna hate? Feel a kinda way Okay, Okay, Yeah I see it in your eyes you just a snake No debate I can't have you in my circle ain't no fakes Tell 'em hit my trap phone, I got anything you want Got the gas got the stones, yeah I came up out the mud All I want is money, I ain't lookin for no love Stackin all the hundreds and I'm spendin all the dubs Ring Ring on my phone, fiends can't leave me alone Ex bitch tryna hit, she goin' get the ringtone Fuckin' with me better go get you some dough You were broke last year, tell me how you still broke? Ain't no reefer, smokin' on amnesia that dope Aquafina, drip like I'ma need me a boat Ain't no features watch me go 'n get it on my own My bitch the meanest, baddie Mona Lisa she snow Ain't no love for no one I don't know I don't ask for shit I move alone Late night vibin' in the studio I'm a take it if I want it I could never let it go All this evil weighing on my soul Told my mama please don't cry 'bout what I chose I'm just tryna make it 'fore I go, yeah Build an estate, 100 acres for my folks, yeah Tell 'em hit my trap phone, I got anything you want Got the gas got the stones, yeah I came up out the mud All I want is money, I ain't lookin for no love Stackin' all the hundreds and I'm spendin' all the dubs Ring Ring on my phone, fiends can't leave me alone Ex bitch tryna hit, she goin' get the ringtone Fuckin' with me better go get you some dough You were broke last year, tell me how you still broke?