Cherele - OG RON C lyrics

[Verse 1: Ellz] Yurp swig on the brewy and burp Lit up a doobie of purp Kinda chin-chilla to heat you in winter I merge Lanes, pin up a up list up of lames Putting my fist up and swing Houston slabbin'; 84 spokes on the paint "Trilla" Rozay in his day, hard Soften the white in this age, 8 Zero you n***as in multiples King of the jungle I hope that you load a few co*k it and think I'm approachable show You what beef is the poachable potent to n***as ain't noticed who the f** I' am Lengend; Prince of Belair Chevrolet readin belair Sit in that bucket seat repeat my f** it sheet Bucket list Young'n sh** like aold n***a Wrinkle in time put a wrinkle in eyes And a drop in they jaws if you listen and pause All the b**hin' I'm on all the women I'm on Cause I was raised by two of em, so I stay wit two of em Awkwardest evenings Zack Morris you Screeches Saved By The Bell, catch yo a** on the weekend I schooled on 'em [HOOK] f** that noise I'm po'd up f** that noise I'm po'd up f** that noise I'm po'd up OG Ron C, I'm slow'd up X2 [Verse 2: Cherele] Look in my eyes, turn n***as to stone My n***a, I'm stoned, I'm kissing the sky Break me down, roll me up, tell me how high I get you when you inhale my desire Similar to the buzz my d** provide Mix me with double cups of purple tide Now you addicted, so lifted, admit it I opened your mind just to see what's inside Traded diplomas for weed & coronas Lend me your brain, I was looking for donors Off with your head, if you park it you're dead So come try to keep up or get buried alive Saying you would, now you claiming you don't It's really simple, you will or you won't Blunts full of pressure, this don't take no effort Just hit it then pa** up that torch to the side Pour it now, in my cup Break it down, light it up If you bout what I'm bout then you don't give a f** [HOOK] [Verse 3: André DeSaint] Tell me, where did I go? Why is everything moving so slow? If I take another sip, she gon' be loving it Don't ask me nothing; I know what I know Pour me a cup and let's give it a go Highly intelligent; ignorant flow 'I Used To Love H.E.R' to 'Kick In The Door' But ya'll don't hear me though n***a I'm throw'd n***a I'm throw'd n***a I'm throw'd Everyone asking me: "Bruh where yo' eyes at?" Got that good sh**? Let me buy that What you sipping on? Let me try that Man, I wish I could say where my mind's at But I really just cannot explain it Yeah, I drove there and I got home But I really don't know how I made it So I guess we can say I was faded I ain't holding back and I'm loving it Got a Screw Tape, and a southern chick Middle fingers up for the government While you n***as be all at the club and sh** I be making that sh** that go And I ain't tryna hear bout all your problems n***a f** that noise I'm po'd [HOOK]