Rings

It'll be freestyle again, fuck

Yeah

**** think they gon' sing

Yeah, aye, yeah

I want a bitch in a Benz

I wanna date her best friend

I want the Louis V lens

I want the Wraith with the tint

I want the finer things

I want designer things

I want a lot of things

I just want the rings

I just want the rings

I just want the rings

I just want the rings, the rings

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings

(I just want the, I just want the)

I want the Porsche, ain't goin' back and forth

Don't got no remorse, I carry the torch

And for what its worth, I won't get divorced

I want the ring like it's Bron-Bron

I want the ring like I'm Draymond

I want the ring like I'm Ray John

I want the ring like Neymar

It don't matter if we done by 4

If the gang want her up in the fourth

I'm like Bill Russell up on the court

I just only wanna hear nothing more

Want a bad bitch who dress in Dior

Who drink codeine just like Lyor

I'm like Phil Jackson up in New York

I might go on the PGA Tour

Yeah, yeah

I just want the rings, I want the rings

The rings, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I wanna be the bando, what they means

It means, yeah

I want a bitch in a Benz

I wanna date her best friend

I want the Louis V lens

I want the Wraith with the tint

I want the finer things

I want designer things

I want a lot of things

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings

The rings, the rings, the rings

It took a lot of motherfuckin' sacrifices just to get here, you dig?

This shit ain't sweet

I had to, I had to go out there and get this shit

I had to go out there and get it

This shit wasn't gon' come to me

Yeah, I just want the rings

Yeah, like I'm down on one knee

Yeah, and there ain't no I in team

Yeah, everythin' what it seems

Yeah, I been havin' bad dreams

Yeah, that I was a has-been

Yeah, ain't goin' back to D League

Yeah, Kap made the Dream Team

Yeah, I feel like Larry Bird, I feel like Julius Erving

I feel like Magic Johnson, they gon' retire my jersey

They gon' owe me an apology

I deserve me a ring like I'm Iverson

I done made your main hoe do all types of shit

Keep them shooters like I am Stojaković

I'm feelin' like Kobe, shoot a thousand shots a day

Where I'm from, yeah, that ain't nothin'

They shoot a thousand shots a day

Lotta sacrifices that it takes, a

Are you willin' to do what it takes?

I wanna be mentioned with Pacs and Bigs

And Dres and Yes and Jays (Catch it)

I want a bitch in a Benz

I wanna date her best friend

I want the Louis V lens

I want the Wraith with the tint

I want the finer things

I want designer things

I want a lot of things

I just want the rings

I just want the rings

I just want the rings

I just want the rings, the rings

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings (I just want the)

I just want the rings

(I just want the, I just want the)