RINGS Lyrics – GASHI

Read the full RINGS lyrics by GASHI along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Gashi’s music, you can also explore Be Somebody and Albanian Psycho, two other songs by Gashi.

The city came out ’cause you know we going in
Pop champagne ’cause you know we gon’ win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothing but net, you know I can’t miss (No)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

Stacking this paper like lasagna to the top (Woo)
Traveling, tripping because I serve them the rock (Get it)
Thought I was Luka ’cause I’m in LA a lot (Woo)
Ain’t worried about no clock, Steph Curry with the shot, ooh (Woo)

Jersey for a jersey, man, that ain’t a swap (No)
If white men can’t jump, why the fu*k I’m fly? (Why?)
I pull up in the Rolls like I’m from the Chi (Skrrt)
Ain’t no curfew, but you know I’m going in
Moved up in the Wynn ’cause I can never lose (Woo)
New York, I’m a Knick, I turned the float into a Yacht
Championship s*it (Get it)
Married to the game now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

The city came out ’cause you know we going in
Pop champagne ’cause you know we gon’ win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothing but net, you know I can’t miss (No)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings

Jersey smelling like champagne, but still craving more rings
Wearing all black in my last shot, 14s
Brand new b!tch, even newer than New Orleans
That’s my second home, I never knew her in 2014
You win the chip and you get to push the price up
Know what time it is when that bat signal lights up
Put that all black on, don’t have to put no mask on

Get paid for my service, don’t forget to add my tax on
Please, in my black cement 3s
Courtside at Chase, watching Steph, practicing threes
Season tickets right next to 40
Big boss talk, my sensei is ready, he gon’ pass me the keys to the Bay, uh
I’ve been chilling, I’ve been quiet, I’ve been humble
I’ve been silent, I’ve been peaceful, I’ve been private
But today I woke up violent, I’m the captain, I’m the pirate
Came to take my spot back from whoever occupied it, it’s mine

The city came out ’cause you know we going in, yeah
Pop champagne ’cause you know we gon’ win (Get it)
Jordan, game six, my cigars all lit
Cut the net off that rim now
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
Nothing but net, you know I can’t miss (No, get it)
Give me my rings, my rings, my rings
I’m balling, I’m balling without you
I’m balling, I’m balling without you
I’m balling, I’m balling without you
I’m balling, I’m balling without you, I won