
Ronnie
· 1:23 · 3 plays · v3-preview
- 2010s
- rap
- trap
- hip-hop/rap
- chicago rap
- pop rap
- gangsta rap
About
Your game is lame
Lyrics
Verse 1
Ronnie, your game is lame (What?)
I can't even shoot, man, they know my name (Yeah?)
I'm a youngin with a choppa, don't play no games (Brrt)
Pull up in a coupe, but I can't get in lane (Skrrt)
Verse 2
Pull up, glizzy on my waist (Waist)
He talking crazy, I'ma make his head erase (Yeah)
Keep a choppa like a baby, gotta shake it in your face (Brrt)
Got a lil' baby with some titties in my space (Yeah)
Verse 3
I ain't play no video games but I still got the cheats (Cheats)
I ain't gotta take it slow 'cause I can't hit the brakes (Brakes)
She can't come to school this week 'cause we had sex on the bleachers
I'll bet my last dollar that she got some cheese, like macaroni
Verse 4
I'm a young chopper, but I ain't no phony
I walk through the club with my girl and my homie (Yeah)
I came out the block and I'ma ride till I'm oldie
I just be tryna see what's poppin' like gnocchi (Uh)
Verse 5
I came in the game and they still can't stop me (Nah, nah)
He say that he want my chain but he still can't rock me (Nah, nah)
And she wanna jump in my car but she can't hop in (Uh)
She say that she know my name and I can't forget her (Uh)
Outro
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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