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ibbi Too Vicious - 11 RINGS Lyrics



ibbi Too Vicious - 11 RINGS Lyrics
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I don't know man, cause I'm talking crazy bro, that's what I'm f*cking doing, I'm talking crazy
You been doing this for ten and I been doing it for three
And I got what you got before I was even twenty three
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
Yeah 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 bitch, that's me, me, and me
Baddies on baddies they stay in my palace
If we talking bitches, 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 bitch, I can tell you a fan
You got my name in your mouth, put my dick 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
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, 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 bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't f*ck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
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 bitch and her kids
I know my new shit is making them sick
I know my new shit is making them quit
How he so good with the bars and the vids
Let me give you couple lessons real quick
First, stop being a bitch (huh)
Second, stop being a bitch (huh)
Third, stop being a bitch (huh)
Fourth, start being Too Vicious
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, 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 bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't f*ck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
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I don't know man, cause I'm talking crazy bro, that's what I'm f*cking doing, I'm talking crazy
You been doing this for ten and I been doing it for three
And I got what you got before I was even twenty three
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
Yeah 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 bitch, that's me, me, and me
Baddies on baddies they stay in my palace
If we talking bitches, 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 bitch, I can tell you a fan
You got my name in your mouth, put my dick 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
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, 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 bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't f*ck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
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 bitch and her kids
I know my new shit is making them sick
I know my new shit is making them quit
How he so good with the bars and the vids
Let me give you couple lessons real quick
First, stop being a bitch (huh)
Second, stop being a bitch (huh)
Third, stop being a bitch (huh)
Fourth, start being Too Vicious
Six rings on my fists, uh-uh uh-uh
Four rings on my whip, uh-uh uh-uh
One ring on my bitch, 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 bitch, uh-uh uh-uh
They don't f*ck with me, nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
Nuh-uh uh-uh
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Writer: Ibrahim Munir
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Performed By: ibbi Too Vicious
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Ibrahim Munir

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