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sex rings - yung bonar lyrics

[intro: yung bonar]
got the s*x rings, b*tch i’m rocking s*x rings
don’t you f*cking talk to me unless you got a check please
i’m with sonar, nico9 we gonna steal your neck piece
floating in the bonarverse i’m counting money, cha*ching
you’re not on my level i know you’re just a mo*f*cking b*tch
you’re a f*cking p*ssy you won’t even sip on f*cking tris

[verse 1: nico9]
be*being honest that’s the worst verse i have ever heard
you lifting lightweight in the gym like a f*cking nerd
s*sneak dissing my name months later that sh*t is absurd
i might roll you up or shoot you down just for being insecure
i*i don’t talk to you ’cause you be talking sh*t
you claim you counting hunnids i see counterfeits
i*i ran me up a check i did the dash and now i count six figs
he claims he’s tough, i pull up, but he’s afraid of encountering

[chorus: yung bonar]
they said i wouldn’t make it had to prove ’em wrong
we just made a milli and we’re swerving in the jumbotron
nico9 and sonar had my back they is for real my dawgs
reach for bonar’s chain he’ll bite back he’ll make sure you’ll never walk

poppin, poppin percs, i’m not on this universe
i bagged me a bad b*tch that’s why the opps do not like me (yahh)
hundred thousand in my wallet i bought her a neck piece
try to run up on me ima hit you with the s*x rings (ohhh)

[verse 2: yung bonar]
we kick it with the gang that’s on the regular
nico9 supply the dank you know the spliff’s spectacular
we’re in the trap, sippin’ tris like lemonade
don’t run up on bonar unless you wanna catch a big fade

i rule the bonarverse you know that i’m the king
the way that i’m carrying the rap game you can call me hercules
i’m like aristotle the way i make my bars flow with ease
call me socrates ’cause i’m dispersing knowledge to these freaks
[verse 3: yung sonar]
20 thousand dollars to my bro yeah that ain’t sh*t to me
that’s posed to be yo bad b*tch but she not even bad to me
spin the block on a bike cause there wasn’t any sp*ce to park
bonar drive the lambo yeah you see us whip it after dark

suzuki got me when i feel like my life is going slow
drop a song then put my feet up watching all that money flow
weirdos wanna roll my pack just cause you cannot roll with me
hoe you make me wanna laugh that is very embarrassing

[chorus: yung bonar, yung sonar, nico9]
they said i wouldn’t make it had to prove ’em wrong
we just made a milli and we’re swerving in the jumbotron
nico9 and sonar had my back they is for real my dawgs
reach for bonar’s chain he’ll bite back he’ll make sure you’ll never walk

poppin, poppin percs, i’m not on this universe
i bagged me a bad b*tch that’s why the opps do not like me (yah)
hundred thousand in my wallet i bought her a neck piece
try to run up on me ima hit you with the s*x rings

[part 2]

[verse 4: yung sonar]
spent like 2 thousand bands just to rent an all white limousine
yo’ song got 20 plays that’s the saddest sh*t i have ever seen
smoking stogies twice my size while you just smoking nicotine
sippin’ purple galaxy when bonar bring promethazine
high up into sp*ce, that’s why they call me buzz
shiny red pour from bullet holes, yeah he is a blood
yes officer, i k!lled him, i’m sorry i don’t f*ck with hoes
i used a glock with a switch but that’s something that you don’t know

take a puff fore i leave, this some sh*t i can’t believe
saw my brothers die but there isn’t any time to grieve
when you roll with us cats you’ll get bored of winning every time
looking at the streets and you will see kids occupied with crime

they told me i’m the best for so many years that i just can’t quit
got to my head but f*ck it they were right so ill just admit
came up doing sh*tty laptop music that was where i’m at
now i can’t stop laughing cause i’m taller and my pockets fat

floating on this galaxy (floating on this galaxy)
stormcaller like palpatine (stormcaller like palpatine)
you still have a salary? (you still have a salary?)
in the studio she mad at me (in the studio she mad at me)

30k ain’t sh*t to me (30k ain’t sh*t to me)
this way to the vip (this way to the vip)
rappin since i was sixteen (rappin since i was sixteen)
don’t you come up on the scene (don’t you come up on the scene)

[verse 5: yung bonar]
don’t you come up on the scene, choppa hit, gon’ hit yo spleen
she just want me for my money i know that b*tch was a feen
ever since i was sixteen, sippin’ purple galaxy
flying high up in the bonarverse you know you can’t catch me

your b*tch crawled into my bed i told her she don’t gotta stop
all the fans is hitting my dms they telling me to drop
saw the bb simon belt you know i had to f*cking cop
with my boy yung sonar he’s my number one we’ll never stop

take a puff, then we leave, this some sh*t they can’t believe
yung sonar will shoot you with the toolie so don’t talk to me
rappin’ since i was fifteen so they cannot talk sh*t to me
stormcaller like palpatine the way we k!lling you with ease

[verse 6: yung sonar]
you keep capping bout the game b*tch you ain’t made a rack
buy that goyard bag for your girl to make sure she coming back
gimme that, you can’t handle sh*t so let me talk to her
if i’m in the back seat then two b*tches is the regular

glock up to his head like i’m taking his f*cking temperature
if you say my sh*t is trash then i might k!ll the messenger
give 10 digits to your chick i know she’ll hit my cellular
got my name on all over bonarverse my sh*t is nebular

- yung bonar lyrics

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