Ronaldo lyrics

[Intro]
Brr, brr!
This a banger right here Cheecho! (Bah, bahh)

[Hook]
Ooh! Frreh, frreh!
n*gga we got them P's in the back-back-back
[?] that sh*t gon' lack
n*gga got one charge, misdemeanor theft
b*tch we the best, hope you got on yo vest
Our b*tch got shot in the breast
Catch me a body sh*t made me depressed
Might go to the feds if the move go left (uh)

[Post-Hook]
How the hell I gotta stay with a scale
Free Lil Bermy locked up in that cell
I'm good with them numbers, I might go to Yale
Good propaganda, nothing I can't sell
I'ma walk down, and I'm shootin' out the cops
Pop that .45, it gon' send his ass to God
n*ggas ain't shootin', they be playin' COD
Back door sh*t, blown him through the lob

[Verse 1]
Catch em' with my opp, b*tch I'm bound to hit
MG and brodie got lock for them counter-fits
Tried to run his ass home while I shoot from the counter b*tch
He threw a hook but I hit with that counter b*tch
Back door slime, n*ggas think he the sh*t
Black b*tch think she from Haiti and sh*t
Chasin' a box, Tom Brady and sh*t
Earl Thomas, my Glock got no safety and sh*t
[Verse 2]
Beat up the pack like Apollo
n*gga was sleep, he got hit with a hollow
Kicked her sh*t, b*tch I feel like Ronaldo
n*ggas be scared, they shoot with they eyes-closed
I'm in the trap with like 3 thots
f*ck in a log 'ole b*tch, she from tree tops
She suck on that di*k, it sound like she beep-bop
6th grade rob a n*gga for a leisure
Big Manny on some cool sh*t
b*tch gon' get on the balls like a pool stick
You ain't like one thing with a full clip
Chicago Michael Jordan, I'm on that bullsh*t
Nut on her face, that sh*t look like some cool whip
Hammers, nails, I slide with a tool b*tch
I ain't talkin' 'bout [?] but I slide with a boom stick
Yeah, I smell like a Jay-Z blueprint

[Bridge]
That n*gga mad cuz I'm f*ckin' his b*tch
Good, talk sh*t, I'll run off with a stick
Young n*gga mad cuz I showed her his di*k
But you get what you get and you don't get upset
CC and DK I play for the net
[?]
When I get up I'ma bring my men
Bust down AP b*tch, I'm Ben 10
10 bands in the bankroll
Like I hate origami lil n*gga I can't fold
Rob a n*gga, make a hit in the same clothes
[?], took a vid, put her on BangBros
n*gga my son, do you not here the same flow?
[?]
Steppin' on sh*t, got f*cked up by them Lagos
Young OG, yes a n*gga got 6-O
[Hook]
Ooh! Frreh, frreh!
n*gga we got them P's in the back-back-back
[?] that sh*t gon' lack
n*gga got one charge, misdemeanor theft
b*tch we the best, hope you got on yo vest
Our b*tch got shot in the breast
Catch me a body sh*t made me depressed
Might go to the feds if the move go left (uh)

[Post-Hook]
How the hell I gotta stay with a scale
Free Lil Bermy locked up in that cell
I'm good with them numbers, I might go to Yale
Good propaganda, nothing I can't sell
I'ma walk down, and I'm shootin' out the cops
Pop that .45, it gon' send his ass to God
n*ggas ain't shootin', they be playin' COD
Back door sh*t, blown him through the lob