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11 rings - ibbi too vicious lyrics

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[intro]
i don’t know bro, cause i’m talking crazy bro, that’s what i’m f*cking doing, i’m talking crazy

[verse 1]
you been doing this for ten and i been doing it for three
and i got what you got before i was even 23
the numbers ain’t adding up, you let me take the peak
yeah the numbers ain’t adding up, i peep the fake streams
oh you wanna do a feature that’s gon’ cost a pretty fee
yea my price is going up, every time i choose to speak
made a label so i never gotta worry ’bout the fees
if we die we die, b*tch, that’s me, me, and me
baddies on baddies they stay in my palace
if we talking b*tches i might be a addict
i know i got problems with being committed but you might just change my relationship status
i know i got issues with f*cking with fans
i know i got problems that get out of hand
i been here just long enough to understand
i don’t really f*ck with none of y’all man
whatchu know ’bout being one of one man
caricatures of another lil man
talking too much had to shut you up man
gossip like a b*tch i can tell you a fan
you got my name in your mouth, put my d*ck in next
i heard your girl was upset, i might take that next
i hate being humble need this off my chest
they call me too vicious i mean what’d you expect
[chorus]
six rings on my fists, uh*uh uh*uh
four rings on my whip, uh*uh uh*uh
one ring on my b*tch, uh*uh uh*uh
they don’t f*ck with me, nuh*uh uh*uh
six rings on my fists, uh*uh uh*uh
four rings on my whip, uh*uh uh*uh
one ring on my b*tch, uh*uh uh*uh
they don’t f*ck with me, nuh*uh uh*uh

[verse 2]
you got a pair of leather pants, ok good job (good job)
you smoked a couple cigarettes, ok good job (wow)
you took a pic with some guitars, ok good job (good job)
i guess that makes you real rockstar, ok good job
posers and tiktokers making me sick
i f*cked up the game and i gave her some kids
all of you f*ckers my sons i’ll admit
i wish i had time for the b*tch and her kids
i know my new sh*t is making them sick
i know my new sh*t is making them quit
how he so good with the bars and the vids
lemme give you couple lessons real quick
first, stop being a b*tch (huh)
second, stop being a b*tch (huh)
third, stop being a b*tch (huh)
fourth, start being too vicious
[chorus]
six rings on my fists, uh*uh uh*uh
four rings on my whip, uh*uh uh*uh
one ring on my b*tch, uh*uh uh*uh
they don’t f*ck with me, nuh*uh uh*uh
six rings on my fists, uh*uh uh*uh
four rings on my whip, uh*uh uh*uh
one ring on my b*tch, uh*uh uh*uh
they don’t f*ck with me, nuh*uh uh*uh

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