(Kris) Hold up Grrt Ron Suno, niggas know the fuckin' vibes (Turn that up, Young Madz) Hold up First nigga move, he get lit like a candle (Grrah) What's the word, nigga? What is your handle? (Grrrt, boom) Bodies gon' drop, now they look like a dance move With your bitch and she wearing them sandals I wear the Mike Amiri with the Christians She wanna fuck, she saying that I'm different I hit her once, so better hide your bitches They call me Drummond, banging like the Pistons Fuck what they say 'cause niggas always ducking (Yes) They just mad I made it out of nothing Get off my dick, they makin' up assumptions (Yes) It get lit, I'm fuckin' up the function Throwing all these shots like I'm Reggie Miller (Boom) Pull up on your block, then we make a Triller (Boom, boom, boom) Bitches wanna fuck, I'm geekin' off the liquor Gotta keep it tight for niggas that be squealing (Grrr) Like, oh, what's the word? What they wanna do? He talking tough, I beat him with the tool He try to run, I'm backing out the deuce Better get back, I'm clearing out the room (Bah) Like, nigga, what's up? All y'all niggas is pussy Got chops if you think you can book me (What?) We gon' slide on their block and we Toosie Fuck your BM, we giving out cookies They call me Ron Suno, I'm a GOAT Why would I lack? I got it in my coat Niggas get clapped for thinking I'm a joke Hold on, get back, I'm really 'bout to throw Like, grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow Like, grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow They call me Ron Suno, I'm a GOAT Why would I lack? I got it in my coat Niggas get clapped for thinking I'm a joke Hold on, get back, I'm really 'bout to throw Like, grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow Like, grrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow