Jazz Cartier, Ye Ali - Ring 4x lyrics

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 thing
(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
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
No I don't 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
On my dolo-lo-lo
He hit you up, he like is Jazz
There, you like no, no, no, no
I got hundred dollar bills for
All my girls in Atlanta
I know niggas in the trap who
Always move with the hammer
You won't catch 'em on Snap
They don't pose for no camera
I fly you out like every
August 'cause 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 baby, yeah 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 thing
(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 'cause you work well
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, Ginuwine, 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 when I met you
Girl you were a challenge
That's why I got you right here laying all
On couch while 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 thing
(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