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Seven Rings Lyrics

Tote them pistols, poppin, say it's a problem
I told you off the top that I would sign 'em
I told you we get money, 'bout to peel out
I told you half of these n***** we be winning
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Plus my n**** pop Xans unemployed
I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids
I tried to tell you when I came, it was God
I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax
Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that
Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that
Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them

20 different strippers, money double, triple
Started off slizzered, they callin' me the wizard
Vetti got that Porsche, Casino got that Porsche
Killers all I know, feel 'em up at the door
You know I'm on that syrup, 'bout to send the word
To n***** really argue who gon' shoot you first
Fatface wanna do you, Blade wanna do you
This b**** from Guyana, layin' low with that hammer
Tryin' to f*** her on camera
I pray that my young n****'ll kill you on camera
You come too close, n****, I'ma have to kill you on camera
I hate to discuss it
If my boy don't trust you, n****, you know I don't trust you
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Plus my n**** pop Xans unemployed
I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids
I tried to tell you when I came, it was God
I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax
Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that
Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that
Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them

Heater on your side, it's a hundred percent chance
Some of these people by my side is straight up out the can
We come from the bottom, upper echelon
I came here to serve you, need some cash, I deliver
I just hope she washed her mouth out before you kiss her
My downtown b**** said, "Did you heard me?"
I think she stays five minutes from Birdy
I had an Arizona plug, used to serve me
I throwed that money in the bag cause it was dirty
He got that chopper on him now and he hurtin'
I know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sure
I know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sure
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Plus my n**** pop Xans unemployed
I can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids
I tried to tell you when I came, it was God
I'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax
Sippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that
Hundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that
Chillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them

Tote them pistols, poppin, say it's a problem
I told you off the top that I would sign 'em
I told you we get money, 'bout to peel out
I told you half of these n***** we be winning

My left and right hand Robert Horry
My left and right hand Robert Horry
Plus my n**** pop Xans unemployed
I tried to tell you when I came, it was God
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