Ring (Explicit)

Ring - T.I./Young Thug

Young Thug：

Yeah

DY crazy

You young Gs and OGs you know

DJ on the beat so it's a banger

That choppa go

I let it ring

Brrr

You know what I mean

Yeah

I don't drink green

Uh uh

I need my green

Let's go

I just wanna cum on her

What

Face and her spleen

Eugh

I just wanna let this b***h

What

Let this b***h ring

Brrr brrr

T.I.：

When s**t get wrong it can't go right

I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe

Be careful what you about it put that on ice

I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type

Whatever you say okay alright

You pick your fate you pay your price

Just know I do not play alright

Young Thug：

Yeah I been acting hard

I send 'em to God

I send 'em to God

My dog like dodge

Aye

They pull up and charge

They pull up and charge

I'm riding the ten speed

Skrr

It's hard to pull out the 'rage

Yeah

It's thoughtful I'm f**king your daughters

Yeah

They twins I'm Mr. Rogers

T.I.：

Now it's a problem with a hundred thousand dollars in the truck

Ain't talk s**t we follow them punks

You cross that line everybody getting ducked

Fast forward twenty five years and I grew up

N***a talk s**t don't do s**t to 'em

Press Atlanta your string get pulled

Got a problem bring it to 'em

Just don't be so immature

Young Thug：

I let it ring

Brrr

You know what I mean

Yeah

I don't drink green

Uh uh

I need my green

Let's go

I just wanna cum on her

What

Face and her spleen

Eugh

I just wanna let this b***h

What

Let this b***h ring

Brrr brrr

T.I.：

When s**t get wrong it can't go right

I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe

Be careful what you about it put that on ice

I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type

Whatever you say okay alright

You pick your fate you pay your price

Just know I do not play alright alright

Young Thug：

This s**t on sight I blame it on strike

I blame it on ice I blame it on drink

I took a lil' X I f**k on my ex

I did a lil' wrong I'm making it right

Where did he go he ran out back

He must've ran track I slash his back

I got war wounds under my tats

I got a few bloods they all say Slatt

I got a few crips they all on neck

I busted on her lips but not her back

It's not my b***h it's not my neck

I'm just her pimp I'm not her dad

The cops pulled me over they smelled my thrax

It's not my gat but them my racks

Them my lewis and them my Slatts

And that's my car and that's my b***h

T.I.：

Ain't none of your concern keep me outta that s**t n***a

All on my d**k tryna follow my b***h

If you catch me in Vegas I'ma catch a new case

Fifty n***as with you and I'ma be in your face

N***a think this s**t a game bet his a*s get stabbed

Nineteen in the clip let his a*s get had

Best case scenario get your a*s kidnapped

Worst case end up in a plastic bag

Without order there is chaos

Never let 'em handle a n***a

Motherf**kin' player I do it like in Atlanta n***a

You do that s**t for IG and the f**king camera

You 'gon be happy till someone teach you some f**king manners

Ha ha ha ha

When s**t get wrong it can't go right

I've been known to get s**t blown outta proportion but more safe

Be careful what you about it put that on ice

I'm not gon' tweet I'm not gon' type

Whatever you say okay alright

You pick your fate you pay your price

Just know I do not play alright

Young Thug：

I let it ring

Brrr

You know what I mean

Yeah

I don't drink green

Uh uh

I need my green

Let's go

I just wanna cum on her

What

Face and her spleen

Eugh

I just wanna let this b***h

What

Let this b***h ring

Brrr brrr

T.I.：

You know what the f**k going on with us man