what they gon say (remix) - ron suno lyrics
[intro: zay munna & ron suno]
grrah*grrah, baow
blrrt, baow
ron suno, you n*ggas know the f*ckin’ vibes
gang, blrrt, baow
hol’ up
[chorus: ron suno]
i’m with your b*tch and i ran out of condoms (gang), started f*cking her raw no problem
please keep a stick ’cause you know that i got one (gang), she gave me top just from the bottom
’cause i got to hit that, split that, she wanna bring her friend, i said, “i’m with that” (yeah)
it’s too many opps, can’t miss that, first n*gga reach, then i swear he get clipped at (grrah*grrah*grrah)
with the mike amiri i be drippin’, steppin’ dior but i am not christian
when i pray to god i hope he listen, i’m smoking za’, got a weed addiction (yeah)
i be cookin’ heat up in the kitchen, feel like betty crocker on a mission (mission)
nina on me and she different, i finger f*ck her, i love it when i hit it (bah*bah*bah)
[verse 1: ron suno]
gllrt*boom, glrrt*boom, you could get sent to the citizen news
what they gon’ say? ’cause they getting it too, too many knocks when i’m bending through
i’m off the za’, i’m smoking opps, he tryna run, he catch a shot (boom)
blrrt*bah, blrrt, all of these bullets gon’ f*ck up his mind (boom, boom, boom*boom)
like, what they gon’ say? ’cause they know i’ma gangster (yeah), got the strap he get cut like a shape*up
n*ggas be dissin’ but go get your cake up (yeah), get bands, get cash, gon’ wake up
bullets gon’ beam we gon aim at his neck (yeah), act a fool when i move with this tec
king of the bronx n*ggas know i’m the best (yeah), speak on a dead n*gga you could be next (boom)
i feel like kobe bryant on the lakers, i catch you lacking with the chain, we take it (yeah)
channel 11 about to make him famous, he on the news, they said he couldn’t make it (huh)
most of these n*ggas be capping, they p*ssy (they p*ssy), don’t trip, you get ran at your hoodie
oh, that’s a opp? i could tell ’cause he looking, getting beat down like we in the booking (yeah)
bullets gon’ beam we gon aim at his neck (yeah), act a fool when i move with this tec
king of the bronx, n*ggas know i’m the best (yeah), speak on a dead n*gga, you could be next
bullets gon’ beam we gon aim at his neck, act a fool when i move with this tec
king of the bronx n*ggas know i’m the best, speak on a dead n*gga, you could be next
[verse 2: rowdy rebel]
[chorus: ron suno]
i’m with your b*tch and i ran out of condoms (gang), started f*cking her raw no problem
please keep a stick ’cause you know that i got one (gang), she gave me top just from the bottom
’cause i got to hit that, split that, she wanna bring her friend, i said, “i’m with that” (yeah)
it’s too many opps, can’t miss that, first n*gga reach, then i swear he get clipped at (grrah*grrah*grrah)
with the mike amiri i be drippin’, steppin’ dior but i am not christian
when i pray to god i hope he listen, i’m smoking za’, got a weed addiction (yeah)
i be cookin’ heat up in the kitchen, feel like betty crocker on a mission (mission)
nina on me and she different, i finger f*ck her, i love it when i hit it (bah*bah*bah)
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