Ring a Bell versuri

Ring a Bell lyrics by DracBaby

Intro
(KayLo made this bitch, on foenem)
(Goddamn, this shit fly, KayLo)

Chorus
I shot at your ass, you don’t remember? (You don’t remember?)
And you ran, do I ring you a bell? (Huh)
Police comin’, askin’ questions like why? I don’t know shit, am I goin’ to jail? (Shit)
We caught your man and we stood on business, shot his ass, am I ringing a bell? (Am I ringing a bell?)
Chase his ass down, he better not try to run, I’ma shoot his ass ‘til he yell
I had to kick the bitch out, she was trippin’, I ain’t tryna fuck, she was mad as hell (Madder than hell)
You was outside, we came through spinnin’, tapped his ass, am I ringin’ a bell?
5.56, don’t like kids, so I gotta hit their ass with these boxes (These boxes)
Boy, you a brewster, you just popped out, you ain’t even never seen a dead body (Your ass lyin’)

Verse
I see a gun on your hip, I’ma test you
Can’t catch you, I’ma shoot at your people (At your people)
I heard my lil’ nigga caught him a body, I came back around and seen the reaper (I seen the dead)
Boy, you a bitch, in school I beat you
I better not cuff her, I heard she a eater (I heard she a ho)
Scat Pack fast, but I’m in a striker, high speed, 12 on the chase, I’ma leave ‘em
I don’t like niggas (I don’t like niggas)
Ask the opp, they ass gettin’ smoked (Their ass gettin’ smoked)
You get in your feelings, then get out your body, lil’ bro, why you actin’ like that? You a ho (Why you actin’ like that?)
You catchin’ fades, don’t never stop spinnin’, go sit where they at and go get you some more
I lost my brother and turned to a demon, I don’t wanna talk, I just want his soul (I just want bodies)
You ain’t no smacker, you ain’t got no car, you the type nigga we send to the store
Boy, you a bitch, get tired of that, you ain’t on shit, boy, you ain’t even blow yet (You ain’t even blow)
Had to give him a fully. Lil’ Jameon a baby, I gave him a chopper, he can’t even tote it (He can’t even hold it)
Bitch sneakin’ pictures of me while I’m sleepin’ and shit., what you doin’, what the fuck are you smokin’? (What the fuck is you doin’?)
I don’t like naggin’, ho keep bitchin’ and bitchin’ and bitchin’, I can’t even focus (Get out)
Kick the bitch out, she can’t even come back, i can’t lie, ho, you fuckin’ emotions (Stay out)

Chorus
I shot at your ass, you don’t remember?
And you ran, do I ring you a bell?
Police comin’, askin’ questions like why? I don’t know shit, am I goin’ to jail?
We caught your man and we stood on business, shot his ass, am I ringing a bell? (Got one)
Chase his ass down, he better not try to run, I’ma shoot his ass ‘til he yell
I had to kick the bitch out, she was trippin’, I ain’t tryna fuck, she was mad as hell (Ho, bye)
You was outside, we came through spinnin’, tapped his ass, am I ringin’ a bell?
5.56, don’t like kids, so I gotta hit their ass with these boxes (Hit their ass with this burner)
Boy, you a brewster, you just popped out, you ain’t even never seen a dead body (You ain’t never seen a dead body)

Outro
Y’all wanna see a dead body?
Yeah