Ring

Oh no, no, no, no
 Yeah
 Some people wanna be
 No, no, no
 Yeah
 You know it's all entertainment (yup)
 Some people wanna be famous
 I just keep it low, and stack this paper (I count it up)
 And roll blunts with my baby
 Yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring (hit me up)
 Baby, I could be your private thang (brrp, brrp)
 Show you things you ain't never seen (never seen)
 We can keep it 'tween you and me
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 (You know me and Ali go way back
 Yeah, you know what I'm saying? That's my brother for life)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 (All the ladies will love this one)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
 Girl, will you be my Beyonce?
 I'm 2 On in this party
 I might call up Tinashe
 I need Kendall and Kylie
 Kendall and Kylie
 Next time I head back to Cali
 Let's work it out like pilates
 Know what, I wanna call you out
 I just wanna take you down
 Smoking sheesh out by the beach
 That's when I burn you out
 And I've been so low-low-low
 All my dolo-lo-lo's
 He hit you up, he like "it's Jazz"
 Then you like "no, no, no, no"
 I got hunnid dollar bills for all my girls in Atlanta
 I know niggas in the trap who always move with the hammer
 You won't catch him on his snap, they don't pose for no camera
 I fly you out, like every August, cuz you love Carabana
 Oh yeah, oh yeah
 I hear the ring on my phone
 I hit it one time, put it down, now she won't leave me alone
 I've been working overtime, baby, I need me a clone
 But I'm the prince of my city, I just need me a throne
 Cuzzi
 You know it's all entertainment (yup)
 Some people wanna be famous
 I just keep it low, and stack this paper (I count it up)
 And roll blunts with my baby
 Yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring (hit me up)
 Baby, I could be your private thang (brrp, brrp)
 Show you things you ain't never seen (never seen)
 We can keep it 'tween you and me
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
 I got a job for you, cuz you work where?
 When I hit your phone, don't go to voicemail
 Girl I'm in the six, I'm with my nigga Jazz
 He got a couple tings, and they bad
 Baby I just wanna see you naked
 Come to the hotel room, you know my reputation
 I don't really drink a lot, but you get faded
 Ride on my pony, genuine, I'm so anxious
 Ride with me, ride with me
 I need a girl to shine with me, shine with me
 Girl, please don't waste my time, baby, my time, baby
 Got a show in Vietnam, baby, they calling me
 Then I got a trip to France, baby, a trip to France
 I don't ever see my friends, baby, don't get the chance
 I'm in Tokyo right now but, I'm back to Cali
 I gotta Facetime with you, girl, you are my balance, yeah
 You are my balance, you are my balance
 I couldn't fuck you in a mansion, girl, you are a challenge
 That's why I got you right here, laying on my couch when I'm writing these raps
 While you lay on my mattress, and fix me a sandwich, I wanna tell all of my friends
 That you are the best, and that's how I got you
 You know it's all entertainment (yup)
 Some people wanna be famous
 I just keep it low, and stack this paper (I count it up)
 And roll blunts with my baby
 Yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring (hit me up)
 Baby, I could be your private thang (brrp, brrp)
 Show you things you ain't never seen (never seen)
 We can keep it 'tween you and me
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Ring, ring, ring, ring
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah