[Intro]
'Ringe
Yeah, ah

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
Praying for a feel while a year to come
Nothing fucking special if you get in a damn coma, ah
Fuck a normal sound, bitch, I'm currently in pain, aye
I won't be alive if I don't sound like I'm in pain, aye
'Ringe makin' cringe, giving Hellys, make you sit, aye
Wonder what the world would be if I was making sense, aye
It don't fucking matter, not like I go makin' sense, aye
Bitches stuck on old, that's okay, I'll melt the fence, aye
Bitch, the name is 'Ringe, get it through your fuckin' skull, aye
I will not go for it, this shit ain't a fuckin' note, aye
Ran up outta topics, everything I say is boring, aye
Not that I should care, 'cause my head already full, aye

[Chorus: Sybyr]
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, yuh

[Verse 2: Devin Will]
Yeah, who are you?
Talking shit, well, check your fucking neck
CLVN rallies ruin lives and them shows are close to death
Motherfucker, step back, we all know you ain't strapped
And if your silly ass was, you'll still be giving us that
Because we've been the fucking best and got proof to show it
You play them songs all day, them lyrics bad, you know it
If I make the pussy cry, we all let the money talk
You a stalk, guarantee you make vagina dry
Goddamn, that was a bummy track, but shit still stink
Why everybody think they got the cleanest plates in the sink?
If my fam is gonna eat then you gotta fucking think
You the mans who forgot to open eyes when you blink, bitch
[Chorus: Devin Will]
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, aye
Only 'cause I reach certain type of newer stress, aye

[Verse 3: shy]
I been tryna fix myself for three years, man
Every time I do, I just end up in tears, yeah
If you wanna try and fix me, baby, that's 'kay
But you'll throw your life away, you gonna throw your life away, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Every time I pick the mic up, it just feels the same
I wanna off myself with no damn restrain
They told me "Wesley, you should stay inside your fucking lane"
But I've done that so long, I think I'm goin' insane (Yeah, yeah)
Why I don't get no hype? I don't know (Don't know)
They told me they don't like that shit, it don't go (Don't go)
And they don't like the music, they don't like the video (The video)
But I just took it down, I don't care no more (I don't care no more)
Why I only get hella plays on the weak shit?
Y'all only gon' like it if I got a couple features
Every time I come out my show, you don't talk
You just want the shit where I claim I'm from the block
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: shy]
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, yeah
Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah
Hella fuckin' mess, I'm a hella fuckin' mess, yeah
Only 'cause I reach a certain type of newer stress, yeah