In The Streets

[Intro]
Yeah, hold up, uh
I got a b, I got a b, I got a b, yeah
I'm in the cut (I got a b), don't got a shot
Ron Suno, niggas know the fucking vibes (Hold on, hold on)

[Chorus: Ron Suno]
They know me, I been in the streets (Streets)
Don't play me, been in the beef (In the beef)
Got your bitch, she listen to me (To me)
Got chops when I been with the heat (Boom, boom)
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock (With a Glock)
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps (The opps)
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot (Too hot)
Can't flex, don't be who you not (Who you not)
They know me, I been in the streets (In the streets)
Don't play me, been in the beef (In the beef)
Got your bitch, she listen to me (To me)
Got chops when I been with the heat (Boom, boom)
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock (With the Glock)
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps (The opps)
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot (Too hot)
Can't flex, don't be who you not (Hold up)

[Verse 1: Ron Suno]
Hold on, Cory, Mike, Jack, I'll beat 'em
Spinnin' his block and I'm leavin' no secrets (No secret)
I'm fucking her good off the Henny, the weed, then we do a lot, bet I turn to a demon (Demon)
I cannot play, what's the reason? I'm shootin' like [?], I'm feignin' (I'm feignin')
If I take a loss, I'll send the tourist, tell 'em "Get back, I'm squeezin'" (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm puttin' in work, make them move like it's fitness
I [?] when I move in the building
Don't play, you get hurt, 'cause we boomin' the [?] (Gang)
I'm kickin' like Durk when I trap to the ceiling (Boom, boom, boom)
I got them hands, we could wrestle (We could wrestle)
Used two blicks when I met you (When I met you)
They feelin' my energy, rebel (Rebel)
I'm kickin' the gas, pedal
I'm all in the mood, so how can I wait?
Got a lot of my mind, it's a lot on my plate
If he run up on me, he get punched in the face (The face)
I'm rollin' up wind', I'm dumpin' the 8th (Cash)
I got designer, I drip in the [?]
I walk in the spot, feelin' so marvelous
Fly in the spot, my elder we sparkin' it
Fuck on a thot, she act like she homie

[Chorus: Ron Suno, Sosa Geek]
They know me, I been in the streets (Streets)
Don't play me, been in the beef (In the beef)
Got your bitch, she listen to me (To me)
Got chops when I been with the heat (Boom, boom)
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock (With a Glock)
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps (The opps)
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot (Too hot)
Can't flex, don't be who you not (Who you not)
They know me, I been in the streets (In the streets)
Don't play me, been in the beef (In the beef)
Got your bitch, she listen to me (To me)
Got chops when I been with the heat (Boom, boom)
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock (With the Glock, Ay)
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps (The opps, What?)
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot (Too hot, Baow)
Can't flex, don't be who you not

[Verse 2: Sosa Geek]
What, what, she wanna text a lot (What)
Mad bitches, man I'm fuckin' these thots (What, ay)
I had to keep a Glock (What), mad opps, so many plot and watch (They do)
Uh, Sosa, Geekin' (Geekin'), pulled up smokin' potent (I did)
Watch 'em, find 'em, gang with me and they focused
[?] many flexed up (Baow)
Everybody know I'm next up (I am)
Bad bitches wanna check us (What)
Too fire like [?]
Ay, ay, ay, eight bills for the shirt (What)
So all these bitches wanna flirt (What)
But I can teach 'em how to work (I do)
Bend over, go berserk

[Chorus: Ron Suno]
They know me, I been in the streets
Don't play me, been in the beef
Got your bitch, she listen to me
Got chops when I been with the heat
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot
Can't flex, don't be who you not
They know me, I been in the streets
Don't play me, been in the beef
Got your bitch, she listen to me
Got chops when I been with the heat
Might fuck around, beam with the Glock
Can't talk when I'm seeing the opps
Ron Sun', niggas speaking too hot
Can't flex, don't be who you not

[Outro: Ron Suno]
Gang
Ron Suno, niggas know the fucking vibes
You ain't from here, don't fucking come here
Niggas know we been in the streets
Gang
Bang, yes, yes