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Ronny J

"The Devil Speaks"

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Uh, um, yuh
Sick in the stu (what?)
(like what?) don't smell, haha, yeah, yeah
Oh my god, Ronny
Yeah yeah yeah (water)

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God]
My b*tch Costa Rican but (Rican), we in Puerto Rico, oh (Rico)
She be wet, hold my breath (hold it)
Dive in holdin' secrets, oh (splash)
Way that I do it I make it look frequent
I'm hittin' your b*tch for the weekend, um
You know a young n*gga slime in these sheets
And so evil I could be a deacon, um (slime slime slime)
Took one look up upon my neck
And she said b*tch it's freezin', um (freeze)
I heard she a vegan, but she gon' eat my meat with no seasons
'Cause I'm sleek, and I think swift on my feet
Just like a broom and a sweep
And I'm sharp, just like the foot of a cleat
Hit a stain like Mr. Clean, b*tch

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

[Verse 2: Bhad Bhabie]
Bhad Bhabie got these b*tches bustin' for cash (Cash)
Do the dash, try to play me, b*tch, I'm bustin' yo' ass (Bustin' yo')
Lotta gun sounds, Rollie bust down, know why these b*tches mad
'Cause they trash and they f*ckin' for cash (Cash)
Too official, blow the whistle, b*tch, I'm fly as a bird (Brr)
Take a picture, get ya' issue, b*tch will die on my word (My word)
Walk in the bank, f*ck it up, pokin' that b*tch with a shank, f*ck it up (f*ck it up)
I bought the lil b*tch a bag, make it double back and clear up her tab (Yah)

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

[Verse 3: BlocBoy JB]
I feel like I'm Ricky when I'm in this Maybach (Yah)
I just went 360, went and got the waves back (360)
And I call your b*tch a mattress 'cause I lay that (Lay that)
She said BlocBoy made her wet when she got waved at (When got waved at)
Don't say that (Word), chopper spray that (Rra)
Where the AK-47 or the Drake at? (Huh?)
Get the b*tch to set 'em up and find where they at (That's on my mama)
Yeah, I love money but the other thing I love is payback (Facts)
Call of Duty, tell me where the ray at? (Where the ray at?)
Stars on the roof, I shoot it up, now where your Wraith at (Ayy, where the Wraith at?)
You came in here with her, now tell me where your bae at? (Ayy, where your bae at?)
She on her knees, she gon' face that, ayy, that's your boo, don't say that (She slurpin')
Ooh, guess she prayed that (Prayed that), head loose, out the Maybach (The Maybach)
Tom and Jerry, when I see a rat, I'ma chase that (Chase that)
Shoes, b*tch, I laced that (Laced that), this di*k, your b*tch crave that (She taste that)
You dissin', we don't play that (Huh), ooh, better not say that (That's on my mama)

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

[Verse 4: Ronny J]
Horse for the wet, she gon' suck the drip
Too easy to hit, I don't need a b*tch
Donuts in the whip, NYC then LAX
Fifty on my wrist, flexin' on the internet
Know your place in the race
Give me face, I want face
I got a bag, you see the Jag
Only blue hundreds I keep in the stash
I hit up your b*tch, she throwin' that ass
Brick on my wrist when I count up the cash
Philippe Patek, I'm movin' fast
Diamonds wet up and they makin' you mad

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]
I got big guap, pus*y, yeah, I'm real rich (Yeah)
6 cars, 2 houses and I'm still rich, uh (Uh)
Think it's sweet? One call, hit the Killswitch (Boom)
Boo, be cool, I ain't worried 'bout yo' lil b*tch, n*gga
That lil' chain that you rockin', that's so little to me
Talkin' sh*t, but want a verse? That's a riddle to me
Can't f*ck the b*tch if she got her virginity (Whoo, yeah)
'Cause then she gon' really be into me (Whoo, yeah)
.223 shots, I might run for the enemies (Ah)
Put a few holes in his kidney (Whoo, Lil Boat)

[Refrain: Bhad Bhabie & Plies]
Gu-Gucci flip flops, f*ck it, hit your b*tch in my socks
This a big watch, diamonds drippin' off of the clock
Pull the 6 out, wintertime, droppin' the top
Give it to that pus*y ass, turn the sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it), make it kick rocks (bust it)
(Aye, Bhad Bhabie)
This a big clock, check the wrist watch (check it)
(Aye, Plies checkin' in)
Gucci flip flops, f*ck it, hit your b*tch in my socks (bust it)
(This a Florida thing, they wouldn't understand)
This a big watch, diamonds drippin' off of the clock (off the clock)
(Aye, lemme tell it to 'em)

[Verse 6: Plies]
If a n*gga snatch your chain and he ain't down with yo feature, bruh
If she let the whole gang hit then she a eater, bruh
She yo lady, she ain't got a bag, then what you teaching her?
No you ain't goin' up and let it rip then what you reaching for?
Bust it open, ain't like what I smell, this ain't no Captain D's
You a Whopper Jr., I'm a Whopper, I got extra cheese
Grass it got my eye-lids low, look like I'm Japanese
Wah, wah, wah, like Lil Baby, b*tch yes indeed
He never call about it, he just trollin' again
Wanna see the snakes in your yard, you better mow it again
Aye, Christian Louboutin got my whole shoe bloody
Aye, went to H-town got my whole cup muddy
Aye, I got a bag I can't snooze, b*tch
I got the tool on me
I'm from the south, I hit the gas
Rrr, that is the doors on it
If ya house nasty, I don't wanna poke
That's just the rule, mommy
Hit her in some Gucci flip flops, you can't lose, homie

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

[Bridge: Lil Peep]
I don't wanna cry alone right now
Kissing on styrofoam right now
I don't wanna die alone right now
I just did a line of blow right now

[Verse 7: Lil Peep]
I hate everybody in my hometown
I wanna burn my old high school into the ground
I hate everybody in my hometown
Tell the rich kids to look at me now

[Bridge: Lil Peep]
I don't wanna cry alone right now
Kissing on styrofoam right now
I don't wanna die alone right now
I just did a line of blow right now

[Verse 8: Lil Peep]
When I fly back to my hometown
I feel like everybody hate me in my hometown
I hate everybody in my hometown
Tell the rich kids to look at me now

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Don't say that, don't say that
Don't say that, don't say that

[Verse 9: Lil Uzi Vert]
That's what he said 'cause I know his girl from way back
Hold on, I only hit that thing once like where my cape at, ayy?
Okay, your n*gga, he know I'm the one and he hate that, ayy
I might just cop me a 'Rari for fun, I'ma race that, ayy
Girl, your ass fat, ayy, girl, your ass fat, ayy
I can't chase that, ayy, where your waist at, ayy?
They say, "Why you say, 'Ayy', so much?", boy, bring that K back (Rra)
Money like my uncle, wish they'd bring Nate back, ayy
No, no, no, no, you do not have the drop, don't know where I stay at, ayy
Make her recoup, chicken hid right in the coop, shoot, my n*gga BlocBoy, he bang that

[Hook: BlocBoy JB & Lil Uzi Vert]
Don't say that, don't say that
Don't say that, don't say that (Yeah)
Don't say that, don't say that
Don't say that, don't say that (Let's go, let's go)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Gu-Gucci flip flops, f*ck it, hit your b*tch in my socks
This a big watch, diamonds drippin' off of the clock
Pull the 6 out, wintertime, droppin' the top
Give it to that pus*y ass, turn the sh*t up a notch
Gucci flip flops (f*ck it), make it kick rocks (bust it)
This a big clock, check the wrist watch (check it)
Gucci flip flops, f*ck it, hit your b*tch in my socks (bust it)
This a big watch, diamonds drippin' off of the clock (off the clock)

[Verse 10: Snoop Dogg]
I only smoke when I drink
Got silk, rock mink to the floor
And everything I get is on the ho
Got cars, got homes with pools and saunas
Lake with piranhas and some blue iguanas
Got cops on my tail, call Shamiqa and Darnell
Bad, bad, bad to the bone is what these b*tches is
Text bad, 187 that's what the business is
Get away, smooth on the slide
Now I'm in the 305, I'm getting high, ride
So I hit up Plies, we the big macs
Munching on these small fries
Gangster sh*t, straight hip-hop
f*ckin' your b*tch in Gucci flip flops
Big Snoop Dogg, I'm hard to deal with
Rest in peace triple X, that's on some real sh*t (what? what? what? what? what? what?)
Yeah, that's on some real sh*t (what? what? yeah)

[Chorus: Ronny J]
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now
Checks gon' keep me up, pus*y bring me down
I got money now, my wrist leakin' now

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